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... to meet up, but couldn't see them.
I waited and waited for half an hour before I decided to venture out into the torrential splash with an extremely sour mood. I was hungry, wet, and incredibly annoyed at not having found my friends. I walked around Akihabara for an hour, initially looking through a few stores here and there, but not really in the right mood to peruse and enjoy the huge department stores.
After an hour of browsing in my grim mood, I decided I needed food. ...
... an cold tea for about $5. What's even better is that there are 7-11 shops everywhere in Japan (just like in Taiwan and HK)!
After going back to the hostel and saying bye to Dan, I took a short nap because I was going to be up late at night. By pure coincidence, our German friends from the Transiberian are in Tokyo too! I am meeting them up tonight with Cyrus to hang out.
I woke up, grabbed a quick dinner from 7-11 before heading back to ...
... see it. We wandered through the park for a while, watching the shows and soaking up the atmosphere. It was lovely, but to be honest I felt like I was losing my mind with sleepiness. The jet lag hit me fully then and I was started to feel quite poorly. We slowly made our way back to the hotel and collapsed on our (teeny tiny) bed at about 3pm. And, apart from waking up at 4am starving hungry and wishing I could get my hands on some more sushi, we slept straight through until the next morning. ...
... them having to explain it. We also had to pay about $5.00 because our bags were over the 15kg limit. Our previous airline had a 20kg limit so we knew we'd incur such a charge and it wasn't a surprise. As an interesting side note, the scales in the Nagasaki airport weighed super light. They were off by over 4 pounds, which I could tell since my bag weighed the same on all of the other flights we had taken except for this one.
We had just a little while to sit in the ...
... eerily happy, I thought. I would go stir crazy if I had to work underground. "I'm too old for this" kind of stop
My next and thankfully my last "I'm too old for this" kind of stop of the entire trip happened in Roppongi. This is where the rich internationals come to play. It felt like a tacky backstreet of Times Square. American club bouncers congregated near their entrances and cat called women. "Hey baby, where are you going?", one said to me. I ...