Tokyo ... confusing. The street signs are in characters, not words. The addresses are based on lucky numbers. One waits in the line for the concierge to draw the map to your destination before you get into a taxi where the doors swing politely out for you and there may be lace doilies on the seat rests. The driver may be as confused as you are but it won't matter because the traffic, oh traffic, does not move forward often.
Tokyo ... confusing. Kimonos, Gothic Lolita, Ralph Lauren, Punk, Business Men, bullet trains, cherry blossoms and maybe the best tiny coffee (yes coffee, not tea) in the world served in ice cream parlors.
Tokyo ... confusing. Sushi is ever so much more costly than you'd think, bring big credit cards. Narita Airport is two hours from the heart of the city, bring patience. Drop your wallet and someone will polish it and return it without ever thinking of taking anything away. Noodle shops in the byways are divine and cheaper than our own Ramen. Food courts at the department stores seem to be miles long, overwhelming.
Tokyo ... not confusing. Rei Kawakubo, Issey Miyake, Yohji Yamamoto, Junya Watanabe ... this is a fashion town. G.V.G.V. by Mug, Theater Products, and Araisara shown below.