Waking up refreshed and ready to start the day I look across at David who looks really tired. Poor thing - jet lag had got hold of him and he'd been up half the night counting sheep.

Heading out to Asakusa, the oldest part of the city. Tokyo's most venerable Buddhist temple Senso-ji stands here whose towering worship hall is filled with a continual throng of petitioners and holiday makers. Like all great historic sites there is an abundance of stalls mostly selling tat that you have to get past to enter the temple.

We can't believe how busy this place is as we jostle with everyone else to see the sights. I take an Omikuji (a paper fortune) which I tie up and let the wind blow away - as, unfortunately I picked out bad luck. Leaving the temple we walk through Tokyo's main wholesale area which is full of quirky shops and cafes on a much smaller and human scale.

Ueno park is our next stop to participate in Hanami - cherry blossom viewing, which is HUGE in Japan. We are taken aback by the beauty of the blossom but more so by the crowds of Tokyoites picnicking and wondering around. Half of Tokyo has got to be here.

Ebisu, home to buzzing bars, stylish boutiques, and beautiful young things is our next stop on the Tokyo metro.

After a few drinks and another lovely meal that evening at the friendly Thai restaurant we decide to buy some tonic water.

One of our luxuries while on holiday is to have G&T or two after a long day sightseeing. Having purchased the gin at duty free, but being so busy we have not had the time to buy the tonic. So, heading off to the nearest 711, I, (Suzanne) am looking forward to my first swig of the holiday. After visiting numerous 711's, Family Marts, and Natural Lawson stores; even getting "tonic water" written in Japanese by a very helpful shop assistant who translated it on her smart phone, we are no nearer our purchase. We have fallen foul to the dreaded mystery of the disappearing tonic water of Japan. Defeated, finally we head back to the hotel where out of desperation I ask the receptionist "where could we buy tonic water?" He looks rather puzzled at first then brightens up and says "Schweppes? ahhhh! yes - you can buy some at the Petite Marche just around the corner. " Racing off we buy enough to last us quite while. The upside of searching for the elusive element is, is that we saw some fabulous up-market dining areas which we would have missed otherwise. Tokyo really is a world class city to rival any other.