This has been a weekend of mikoshi processions. Mikoshi are portable Shinto shrines, some of which are very heavy and elaborately decorated, sporting a gilt phoenix on top. Mikoshi, which are paraded through the streets of various neighborhoods during festivals, are said to house the spirit of a local deity during the procession. The local people who carry the mikoshi are dressed in traditional clothing that is modelled after costumes worn by firefighters from the Edo period (1600-1867).
Some mikoshi processions are attended by hundreds of people. This weekend we witnessed small processions. We had decided to go shopping in Naka-meguro, a neighborhood we recently discoverd while attending another summertime festival. We saw some men mounting what looked like a miniature mikoshi on a platform. They told us the procession would start at 1 p.m. We hung around to see it and discovered why the mikoshi was so small -- it was carried by a group of small children. They were just so cute. As I snapped a few photos one of the little boys helping to carry the shrine kept looking directly at me. He must have thought I was someone important -- the only westerner in the crowd taking photos. The other photographers were friends and family members, I'm sure. We also saw prepartions being made for a procession in Hiroo, the neighborhood at the bottom of our hill. Yet another procession made its way directly past our apt. building.
Some mikoshi processions are attended by hundreds of people. This weekend we witnessed small processions. We had decided to go shopping in Naka-meguro, a neighborhood we recently discoverd while attending another summertime festival. We saw some men mounting what looked like a miniature mikoshi on a platform. They told us the procession would start at 1 p.m. We hung around to see it and discovered why the mikoshi was so small -- it was carried by a group of small children. They were just so cute. As I snapped a few photos one of the little boys helping to carry the shrine kept looking directly at me. He must have thought I was someone important -- the only westerner in the crowd taking photos. The other photographers were friends and family members, I'm sure. We also saw prepartions being made for a procession in Hiroo, the neighborhood at the bottom of our hill. Yet another procession made its way directly past our apt. building.


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