Since the Japanese are famous for their fish (and not just the ones who eat your feet), I forced myself up at 5am to see the famous Tsukiji fish market, the biggest wholesale fish market in the world where all the restaurants in town go to stock up on the day’s menu items. I saw all the fish I had just seen in the Great Barrier Reef. And it was sad. Because this time they were dead.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Nothing is certain but death and soy sauce.
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