Flying Beats.

Today. A happy day.

Just a long walk, from the Shibuya crowds to the peaceful Imperial Palace Garden. That place with lots of flowers and people running around. Among which, I found a friend. That person who helped me when I needed it most - like 4 years ago - and got lots of good things in return (karma is bitch, but also fair with those who deserve it). So we kept our way, to check those Ginza stores we never go around.

Successful for Enrique, good for my savings - to put it in a positive way (so many pretty things for man, so much boring crap for women :/).

We survived the hangover, maybe because of flying on these sweet beats. Ovall is heavily played in Shibuya FM which is, apart of my favorite Radio Station (together with MOS Radio) the only thing that calmed me the first weeks after the move. Seeing them live was that WOW! moment, like when you bump into somebody, you know… You're home.