Japan 2019 Day 8 - Back to TokyoMar 5, 2019 4 min read
*shoves clothes into backpack*
This bag is a beast.
I find myself maxing out how much weight I can carry before I can fill up all the space.
Alrighty, let’s see, how do I get back to Tokyo?..
Giant solar panel. Also passed a congo line of kindergarteners wearing the uniform.
Me: So glad I don’t need to go through Namba Station again.
Shinjuku Station: Allow me to introduce myself.
Ah, I remember this spot. This is the station exit we came out of during our first trip.
Then we proceeded to have no idea what to do here and walked around aimlessly.
Rokodo found a Taiko machine while me and Noe wandered through a Lammtarra.
This restaurant is the only thing at the end of this long-ass corridor.
How much foot traffic do even they get over here?
Is that a Jojo reference?
Modern, clean, spacious, USB ports by the bed, foreigner-friendly. Would recommend.
A French girl was the receptionist and it felt weird seeing a French person act so polite and friendly.
*pacing up and down the train platform*
“Where’s the unreserved carriage? Don’t tell me…oh fuck it’s leaving. I’ll just jump on.”
So, uh, protip, the Narita Express is reserved only, even if you have a JR Pass.
The conductor side-eyed me and told me to give the seat up if someone shows up 🙇♂️🙇♂️🙇♂️
Now to wait for an undetermined amount of time for my parents to show up.
Did I already miss them?
There they are. Took them over an hour to get through immigration.
The busiest station in the world.
I finally understand all the anime jokes about getting lost in Shinjuku Station now.
We followed some Japanese people and even they got confused.
We kept running into dead ends and locked doors. Please, we just want to get out 😭
It’s 10:30pm and the restaurant I planned to go is now closed…
I was too preoccupied researching outside Tokyo so I don’t know the area at all.
We just headed into the first izakaya that we came across.
The crowd is not amused.
Gonna walk off the food.
Welcome to Kabukicho, AKA The Sleepless Town, AKA the neighborhood we were too scared to walk into during our first trip because of its seedy reputation.
I’m a baka. If anywhere is still bustling at 11pm, it’s Shinjuku.
We could have spent more time picking out a restaurant.
Thank you Japan for Where’s Wally branded feet exfoliant.
Introducing the wonders of Don Quijote to my parents.
Despite not doing anything today we’re still tired from all the travelling.
Thankfully I picked a central hotel this time.