This post is part of the Travel Series – reflections and muses based on the cities I have lived in or travelled to.
My departure was set from Tokyo was set for early June in 2009. For one last time that spring, I savored the chance for hanami, not knowing that all would change from then onwards.
Hana meant “flowers”, and mi meant “to look” in Japanese. It was a revered festive fortnight to appreciate the ephemeral beauty of the unique flower, the sakura, the cherry blossoms for which Japan was famous. The sakura would be in bloom for only a few weeks a year and the Japanese observatory would make accurate predictions in January, detailing which parts of Japan would see these fleeting flowers on what dates in Spring. Keep Reading…
