It worked - we slept through until around six when as usual I went trotting off to reception and got us a coffee. We wanted to be up before six thirty anyway as it was our last night in Hotel Horidome Villa and we didn't know when we would have Skype/ the internet again so with six thirty a.m being our time (nine thirty p.m at home) it was the best time to Skype. My mum/sister/Sarah's mum/ sister were all on so had a good old chinwag. We had to pack our bags and check out by ten but did so by nine o'clock. We left our bags at the hotel reception for a while so we didn't have to carry them round. We headed back to the observation tower in the light. Found it no problems after yesterday and headed back up. Got out the lift and saw straight away Mount Fiji - it was covered in snow and looked just like the pictures. Took loads of our own and of the rest of Tokyo which seemed different looking down in the daylight. We then checked out the local shopping area and headed for a park where we planned to tuck into a mountain of stuff which we had bought from the bakery earlier. The park was littered with homeless people and runners. We found a quiet bench to ram our food and decided to head back to the hotel to grab our bags - the park really wasn't great anyway. Sarah decided to change at the stop before Tokyo Tokyo (they always say it twice on the tannoy) and could we heck as like find the right platform to get us the two stops further to get back to the hotel, this made Sarah have her first diva strop of the trip and ended up stomping round the station at a hundred miles an hour with a face like a bull dog chewing on a bumble bee. I laughed, this for some reason made the mood even more sour, 'it's all part of the traveling experience' I said in an up beat fashion. Eventually we found the right platform and after five minutes she was fine. We got our bags and went straight back to the station to head for Kyoto. The bullet train left on time (of course) and was about three hours from Tokyo Tokyo to Kyoto and on the way we passed Mount Fiji and a sensational picture after picture was taken by Sarah who was like...erm, well a Jap. We got to Shin-Kyoto and needed to change for Niji. We saw a train and went for it as it left in under a minute, a stop passed after a few minutes, and ours should be coming up any second. Twenty minutes went by and no stops. Sarah had another strop this one funnier than the last. We had only gone a little way past the stop and we needed to simply change and go back. However telling Sarah 'it's all part of the traveling experience' did not help. She threw her toys well and truly out of the train. Anyways we got to the next stop and got off and within two minutes we got back on an express to Nija, 'see no troubles' I was pushing my luck I know but she was all smiles again now. We got to our station, got off and headed for the hostel and found it after about fifteen minutes and went in. It is a clean hostel and everything looks fine (if not a little concrete) we checked in and he took us to our dorm. Something very strange - all the beds are made and no bags anywhere. We were the only people in the whole hostel!!! Made it feel eery. That said, we were happy enough. We headed to 'family mart' and I got a 'Curry Pot' (curry pot noodle but Japanese) and Sarah a microwave pizza. When we got back we cooked it and BANG! Sarah left her pizza in the microwave for to long it had exploded. This made us both laugh. We ate up and I updated my diary whilst Sarah planned the next day and at about ten o'clock we fell asleep, we shared duvets and were in the same bed (despite the signs saying 'no sharing beds' - we are rebels).