Taking the long way to Tōkyō Station 東京駅 and exploring the streets to the west, I'd hoped the open top buses would be running as a way to see more of the skyline by night. The incoming rain meant they weren't, so it was back to Shibuya 渋谷 where the above was snapped from the fogged up windows of the metro building overpass.
With thunder booming from Shinjuku 新宿 it was time to find a place to hide and have dinner. Heading up the hill the low clouds glowed impossibly, bright grey, illuminated by stray city light. The food shots in the windows of an empty Sukiya すき家 looked appealing so I sat down for a sukiyaki すき焼き set and chatted in the most basic of words with the only visible staff member. He was from China, feeling far from home.