Greetings from freezing cold Japan. My toes are about to fall off. I love that they remove shoes before entering a room here but suddenly I miss mine.
I started my journey with a 14 hour flight, along with my new pal Candice. I was upgraded to premium economy because I am gettig over food poisoning. Nice upgrade. ANA airlines is awesome. I spent the first 6 hours with a 100 degree plus fever, but once that broke it was smooth sweaty sailing. Good thing too because in Japan they scan each passenger for fever to detect illness and then quarantine the sick ones. I escaped that particulare cultural experience.
Long flight, decent movies, excellent crew, unrecognizable food. If they offer you eel or chicken, take chicken, even if you like eel, as I do, trust me, eat the chicken. I trusted my stomach to neither and relied on my pre-packed stomach friendly snacks.
Made it to Tokyo, Candice and I are staying in different hotels so she caught a train adn I waited an hour for my ride, communication problems dragged out a twenty minute wait significantly. Freezing, hungry, and tired I made my way to Narita Airport Hostel, It is in the sticks, but apparently the sticks have a beach. who knew.
It was too dark to bicycle without worrying my mother, who fears that my adventurous nature will lead to trouble if I get bored in a strange country alone. I decided she was right. I dug through my trusty snack bag and fell asleep early.
I like to claim that I am immune to jet lag, I will continue this claim, because I am not lagging, I got up at 5:30 instead. So now a sunrise bike ride to explore the local culture (a Japanese 7-11). The big question? Do slurpees exist in Japan? If so, one will be acquired.
Off to Singapore in a few hours.