Zak was a lot more apprehensive about flowers than last year:
We were running short on time, and since I'd been to this park before, I spent some time on the grass with Zak while Honey and Rob did a quick tour of half the grounds. During that half hour, Zak launched into a few series of fantastic (but incomprehensible) monologues, complete with animated expressions which were hilarious to watch. Kids are such a delight, aren't they?
This trip into Shinjuku reminded me why I really dislike navigating around the station, compounded further by how difficult it is to get around inside this maze of a station with a pram. In fact, I dislike the area so much that the last time I was in Shinjuku was almost two years ago, when Zak was still a little heartbeat in my belly. I will avoid this place if I can help it.