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... or other weird stuff I can't say or read. It tastes like chip shop curry. I think it pork. By e time I get to the site them weather has changed its pouring, I blame my parent s cause dad said it often rains at Fuji rocks. This American girl comes up and is Wally upset some one has stolen her bag. Someone had actually picked it up cause she had left it, covered it in a plastic bag and put it out of the rain. Only in japan. I watch Japanese band which go from moments of brilliance ...
... had planned their days out in the park, the blossoms were already starting to scatter.
However, I did get to see the outside of the Imperial Gardens as the cherry trees were just bursting into bloom, walk along the Meguro River of an evening when the blossoms were at their peak, and spend part of a day in Inokashira Park, being showered by falling petals, so it wasn't a total wash.
... so we made our way home to get ready for the baseball game. 7) Tokyo Dome - Giants game We went to check out a baseball game! Tom's boss gave us free tickets and we were really excited to check it out. The Dome is a massive indoor arena and the fans were pretty passionate. There were a lot of similarities to American stadiums - hot dogs, beer and popcorn and some differences - there were bento boxes and Japanese food also for sale. All in all it was a really cool thing to check ...
... yea, totally worth people thinking I am really stupid for not being able to write why the ice cream was really good. Then, I went to Odaiba with an ex-co-worker. She showed me around the whole place, walking and talking for hours. So much fun but really ...
... compulsory trip to the Doctors to get a diagnosis and an extortionate sick-note.
Anyhow, even if official, I am not sure far the excuse of "Hangover" would have taken me.
I rolled out of bed at 7.42. And I ran, for fifteen minutes I sprinted to catch my train, my handbag with the short strap forcibly over my shoulder and across my body, bouncing along. School children and old women were trampled. I ran straight across a red light, where a group ...