Tokyo, Japan
And so my time in Tokyo ends. Rather than spend my last day wandering the street before my 9pm flight I sit writing out a small memoir of my experiences on a strange keyboard that seems to lack any useful punctuation.
Arriving of the plane from Heathrow with a big `I`m travelling, everything is just super` smile on my face, I soon realised I had come to a country where I was essentially illiterate. Undeterred, I cunningly made use of English translations to wor...