Itsumi and I went to the festival with four friends who all wore beautiful traditional yukatas, complete with fancy obi, or belts, and geta, or traditional shoes. ![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIgyHhPlmXgwFHBVOQinQU6LLTF46i7CXUUBNllCDhXuSCfmaR1hqKdMs2hSFzqG7Ilr0D3ghsO3A14kcg07qP2bTJxfGHDajtBO6ZATqgM7kexR8jvdsFjShpi_MiGMW_hPABBCSeTvk/s400/IMG_9577.JPG)
Luckily, we were able to find another spot from where we had a good view down a street, and we even got a glimpse of two geisha as they slipped through the crowd! We just got a quick glimpse and no photos, but we saw that their faces were painted white and they were adorned with many dangling accessories.
As a Minnesotan used to watching fireworks over a lake, I found it fun to watch them in such an urban environment between miles and miles of skyscrapers.
And the fireworks were like one continuous grand finale, shooting off right in a row or at the same time, with no pauses, for an hour and a half. Beautiful! Afterwards we went to a Bangladeshi restaurant. Mmmm.
There are several free festivals every week in Tokyo during the summer. Sometimes it's hard to keep up!