All of a sudden we're in Ueno, fighting through throngs of people carrying beer and frankfurters and takoyaki and yakisoba, stepping over blue plastic picnic sheets and apologizing to the guy who's lunch I just stepped on. Drunkenness is in the air and it's only 1:12 in the afternoon. This is what hanami is really all about.The best part of Ueno Park: This dude sleeping on the ground in a goofy costume.
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