Beautiful textures in the sky, ne?

This day was possibly the coolest I've experienced in Japan. A breeze blew from the North, the sky was limited by a blanket of thick high cloud. It had rained over night. Everything was clean, but grey.

It was also a Sunday, and a public holiday, the city was strangely deserted save the main thoroughfares that were uncharacteristically awash with local tourists. Photographs of faces against the decaying tiled edifices of the eighties.

A massive construction site was temporarily on hold, caught in the act; the building with its pants down.