Gion.....this is what it's all about. Streets are dark, lanterns are throwing a soft red glow across the wet cobblestone, warm timber shutters are closed, not much noise then..........you hear that familiar 'clip, clop, clip, clop', you turn and are face with.........

This Geisha came out of a small courtyard and was waiting just a second for a dark black cab to whisk her away.....what a site.