Early April in Japan is a time of renewal, of their famous cherry blossom, but that also means it's a time of rains; it happens every year - it's almost as if nature is saying: ooh, look at all this lovely blossom, and then sending torrential downpours to sweep it all into the gutters.
I do get mildly irritated, though, when Japanese people say to me that Japan has 4 seasons - I feel like replying; and so do we, and I also have two buttocks but what of it? I suppose that this may be because so much of SE Asia has only two (hot + hot and wet) so it always comes as a surprise to them when I say, actually, you've got 5, and pretty much all of them are bloody awful. To be honest, I leave out the last part, but here are Tokyo's seasons in all their glory:
Winter; often bitterly cold with prolonged rains that last days without end, sporadic crisp sunny days
Spring; miserable, wet, cold then a brief mild sunny period
Rainy season; humid, fetid, wet, damp and miserable, insufferable rains that go on for what feels like forever
Summer; hot and stifling, rotten, wretched and sweaty
Autumn; typhoons, strong winds and rain, punctuated by some nice crisp autumn days
Let this be a lesson to me.
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