tsurumi festival

everyday going to the office and back home, the street of honchodori is serene and very quiet to pass through... often times when my friends and officemates ask me how is it living in tsurumi, i would always say that its like living in a ghost town...i seldom see people of my age or of the same generation. most of the people i meet everyday are either children (kindergarten) or senior citizens. at eight pm, all stores are closed and one can seldom see a trace of a young person walking in the sidewalks....

it all changed when one saturday morning i was awakened with the loud noise coming from gongs and people shouting... when i looked at the balcony, i saw people wearing japanese happi and carrying a miniature house or temple... that kind of scene lasted for two full days....

i was surprised when i saw the silent street of honchodori became very lively even after ten pm. there were a lot of stalls selling various products and food.. people dressed in happi, young and old, gather together to enjoy the food...

that sunday afternoon, my amasement got bigger when i saw the street of honchodori being crowded... a once quiet street became very lively... people gathered together to give thanks and to celebrate