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... we decide to head back to the hostel, full of laughs, excitement, and fear i would say that's a pretty start to my trip
Day 2 Sept 17
I leap outta bed ready to begin my journey, I look at Yuki and he says he is "F**king Hungover" I couldn't help but laugh, hearing a Japanese man cuss, is one of the funniest things to me. I decide to skip the train today as yesterday left me with a bitter taste in my mouth. And if you seen Tokyo train system it reminds ...
An early start was necessary this morning in order to make it to the Rygoku Kokugikan, Tokyo's nation sumo hall. Throughout the year there are three grand tournaments that take place in this arena, each goes for 15 days. These are in January, May and September, which was perfect timing. I had organised to arrive at 7:00am and watch a couple of matches before departing once again. As you ...
... enthusiasm even, that a cherry blossom offers to the Japanese. Old or young, they all stop to admire, take pictures, enjoy... Last stop, before leaving Ueno park, the Shitamachi museum, which recreates Edo-period shops and houses, so few of which are indeed preserved in modern-time 'Edo' (i.e. Tokyo). Towards the afternoon, we are out of Ueno and strolling the colorful Ameyoko market. Lunch is again at a sushi bar. Then on to Asakusa, one of the oldest areas of Tokyo and ...
... and my personal favourite of the outer markets, the knife sellers.
By the time we'd made our way through the outer markets, Veronica was sick of it already, and having no interest in the fish market, we agreed to meet in 2 hours at a Starbucks we'd passed on the way out of the train station. I didn't realise it at that stage, but I'd need much less than 2 hours.
I can see why the fishmongers at Tsukiji despise the tourists. It really is ...
... a great time. Eric insisted on talking to more girls, but once I had entered a conversation with a girl and it transpired she had an on-off boyfriend in prison, I decided enough was enough, and it was probably best to leave. Eric agreed, and we opened the club doors to the distress of our retinas - daylight slapped us in the face like so many of the girls had that evening. Heading back to the hostel and sobering up, we stumbled past many commuters going to work (it was 06:00 at ...