Nara was hot, miserable, and wonderful. I'd love to go back when it isn't a million degrees out. |
I arrived on August 8th at Narita Airport. Two days prior to my trip, I was hit by a cyclist on the sidewalk and had emergency plastic surgery on my face. I began the trip hungry (I couldn't eat salty food, and that's all the airline was serving) and unprepared. The directions I had to get to Oyamadai station from Narita were not detailed enough, and to top it off, the guy I bought my ticket from gave me a ticket for the Skyliner when I had intended to take the NEX. As a result, I ended up at Nippori rather than Shinagawa, and spent my first evening in Tokyo in a near panic trying to find my way.
In the end, I made it to Oyamadai right on time. I arrived hot, tired, and sticky in the humid August air. I ate a fruit sandwich from Lawson for dinner, gave my good friend Dorothy (deedeeoho) some candy from home, and crashed for the night.
Life isn't complete without Sour Gummy Worms |
Enjoy your only meal in 10 hours. Thanks, Lawson. |
Despite all my anticipation and excitement, I had been so scared trying to figure out the trains that I almost turned around and went home. It's stupid to think to do now, but at the time it seemed like it might be nice. Looking back, this was a good to start to the trip. The expectations I might have had were stripped away in one evening, and I was able to start with a fresh look at Japan. As a result, my journey was entirely new and adult.
Jiyugaoka is a maze. I wanted to come back to this bar, but I couldn't find it again. Maybe one day... |
I'm going to talk more about the trip itself later. See this as a prelude to future posts which will outline each leg of the journey. It might be in chronological order, but it might not. I don't have a full plan on what I'm going to talk about yet, but I have all these pictures to post and discuss.
I don't know if anyone is even reading this blog, but please let me know if you want to hear about any part of my recent experience traveling to Japan.