Later that day... (Saturday, con't)

After Great Burger we wandered back up Cat Street toward Kiddy Land, browsing along the way. Do you think this guy knew I was really only interested in taking his picture?

Kiddy Land is practically a landmark on Omotesando Street, probably the best place to buy useless junk for your kids and other people who like kid stuff. They have a few toys but it's mainly collectibles, gifts and personal accessories, trinkets, charms and other doodads, everything from Hello Kitty to child-size, candy-colored headphones to these Aokubi Daikon stickers. There are some Pokemon arcade games on the lower level that my boys are obsessed with playing, mainly because you can earn Poke-chips, casino-style chips with characters printed on them that my boys treasure almost as much as their Tooth Tunes musical toothbrushes. On Saturday D acquired a miniature plush Doraemon that he keeps in his pocket and occasionally uses to get his "fuzz on" (by rubbing it on his upper lip). C picked out a cool drawing kit.

I cut out early because we were having house plants delivered and spotted these struggling musicians on my way to the Harajuku station.


P.S. When I arrived home, five minutes before the scheduled delivery time, I found the deliveryman asleep behind the wheel of his van parked outside the front entrance. Our on-site property manager woke him up by pushing down on the hood until the vehicle was rocking up and down (which I guess was kinder than if he had rapped his knuckles on the windshield). When the delivery guy opened his eyes and saw me he seemed a bit startled and embarrassed, and there was much apologizing and bowing back and forth.