...no. That sounds unbearably pretentious. Let's call this the coolest pictures I managed to take in Yokohama.
First off, Heather's friend Rachi's awesome, American-themed café on the way to Yokohama. There was so much cheese and bread and meat on the menu that I thought I was going to die of joy.
Apparently she gets a lot of foreigners in.
Next, Yokohama proper:
If you meet a Japanese person on the street, they are guaranteed to possess at least this one English sentence:
Why? I haven't a clue in the world.
This guy was a pimp, and he wanted everyone to know it.
I'm pretty sure he owned both of these, and the one in the back had the entire inside console/dash studded with rhinestones. Also, the Lamborghini logos on the thing. It was a crime against nature.
Heather, being lovely.
Osanbashi was once the main pier where imports came into Yokohama and moved on to the rest of Japan. It is now the most architecturally interesting cruise ship terminal/park/boardwalk ever.
Not a bad view, either.
And, of course, you can't hit Yokohama without hitting China Town:
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