A stark reminder of how heavily traded Tokyo’s space is. I stayed with my wife and four children in this tiny home for three nights. It is a small stand alone old house in a narrow pedestrian alley moments away from the bustle of Shinjuku. The windows are opaque and every movement needed careful consideration of where my body ended and the house begun. For example my knees made closing the loo door an optimistic dream. The place was well equipped and clean but the whole experience made me so deeply grateful to live in Africa. The professional hosts ( this is clearly no home but a sublet business ) were really kind and accommodating. They held four bags at their offices for us for no charge while we travelled to Kyoto etc for a week.