Snow

That was surely in February 2014.
Tokyo saw its heaviest snowfall in 45 years.

That day, I had a job delivering display equipment to a certain shop facing the Shibuya Scramble Crossing. It was a late-night delivery after the store had closed.

A significant amount of snow had already accumulated since the daytime, but having received word that the store was still operating, I headed to Shibuya with studless tires. Risky jobs should be handled by those in responsible positions.

The Scramble Crossing is at the confluence of Miyamasuzaka to the east and Dogenzaka to the west... in other words, the lowest point. After I parked the car there and finished my work, I ended up stranded. Because the rear wheels (the car's drive axle) became lighter after unloading the cargo, the tires slipped, and I couldn't climb either of the slopes.

I spent about an hour trying to climb the slopes, but no matter what I did, I couldn't get any further than the base of the hills. With no other choice, I gave up on going home and moved the car under an overpass to avoid the snow.

Then, I had a meal at a nearby 24-hour fast-food restaurant, bought a canned coffee from a vending machine, and decided to enjoy the snowy scenery of Shibuya at night. I didn't know when I would ever have an experience like this again.

The young people who had lost their way home seemed to be having fun. Some were having snowball fights, some were making snowmen, and there was even a guy who started skiing on the road—I don't know where he got the skis from.

Thankfully, a few people (I couldn't tell if they were JR station staff or bus company employees) spent the whole night shoveling snow around the intersection. Thanks to them, I was able to escape Shibuya around 7 o'clock.

It snowed in Tokyo yesterday, too.
The snowfall was temporary, and it was only a light dusting.

In any case, I'm glad nothing serious happened.
Tokyo is vulnerable to snow, after all.