Sutton Place Hotel Ueno
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... the Ueno National Science Museum for learning. It was very interesting. They had displays on migration of people which the kids studied in school. The highlight is that they had Hachiko, the actual dog who came to the train station every day for years waiting for his master to arrive after he died. Made it back to the hotel very tired. Bid farewell to Sumiyo and Takashi Hanabara and going to search for food. Tennis match ...
... both because of the woods they were made from and because of the sculpted shapes of the bristles. The other was a comb shop which had beautifully carved combs and hairpins. Most were of polished wood but some had been enamelled in reds and greens and it was easy to imagine those in the hair of a geisha. We returned to the hotel for midday to meet the Explore tour leader and some other members of the tour group who ...
... Food and dancing and shows and general joy. Everyone in Yukatas so very pretty.
I know that everyone is wearing something underneath but the mind wanders when looking at the pretty girls... Anyhow, where was I? Ah yes. I had a dilemma. I was having trouble with my cash, as I put on facebook. I had about 2.000 yen left. The admittance was 1.680. I also wanted a drink afterwards and that would leave me with 0. So no food for me at the Onsen.
I searched ...
... s place. Shortly after the whole family showed up to share our last dinner with us. Momma Kaito made a big delicious meal. I can’t remember what the name of the dish was, but it was sort of the same idea as a Canadian fondue, with a Japanese twist. There were a bunch of raw veggies and meat that all got thrown onto a skillet dish in the middle of the table to be cooked and drenched in some sort of delicious sauce. After it is cooked you dip ...
... not asked, that he was taking me to the Palace Japan Hotel. He indicated I should ask the fist cab in the stand, as was orthodox, but I explained as clearly as I could that I was going in this cab. The cold had made me a force to be reckoned with. I refused to walk that half mile again, still not exactly sure where the hotel was. He reluctantly obliged and I let myself in the back seat.
In a moment I arrived at the hotel. The lonely clerk checked my passport, gave me the ...