In the spring of 2014 I booked a last minute weekend trip to Osaka to see the cherry blossoms. Upon my arrival, I was immediately drawn to Osaka. I’m not sure if it was the buzzing energy of the locals or the fact that almost all of its streets are drenched in neon signage, but Osaka thrilled me.
This weekend brings back such happy memories. Dotonbori. Endless laughter. Delicious food. Too much saki. Meeting amazing people. The busy energy and confusion seemed to just make sense and I’ve since not experienced anything like it.
I hope to return to Osaka someday, but until I do, these awesome memories will suffice.