Tokyo
West meets East
It’s currently 3am local time in Tokyo, I’m laying in bed, having gone to sleep early and woken up again. What better time to start writing? – It feels really weird to actually be here, having booked the trip almost a year ago, it felt like forever away.
The adventure began in Paris, where I spent a day and a bit at Disney, what better way to forget how unprepared you are for Japan than riding rollercoasters?
February 12th, 2018:
Monday morning rolled around and I had a quick shower, packed what was left to pack and checked out of the hotel, ordering myself an uber to the airport. Definitely not the cheapest option, but it was early and I really couldn’t be bothered with the multiple trains and wait times. It was nice to just be on my way, not having to think about it.
Check-in went without any issues, and my back was checked through to Tokyo (a bonus, after the hassle of my very first trip). I had a quick breakfast and headed through to my gate to await my flight to Moscow.
I was due to have a couple hours layover in Moscow, during which time I figured I’d be able to do some final checks/preparation for Tokyo. I was wrong.
We got off our plane from Paris and without really being told where we were meant to be going, had to get through a pointless security check. The whole ordeal took so long that by the time we were on the other side, the next plane was boarding.
I say ‘we’, because on the way through and in the slight confusion of where I was supposed to be going, I heard some people speaking English – “Are you going to Tokyo as well?” – they were. “I’m going to stick with you, if we get lost, it’s your fault.”
They seemed OK with this and so it was. We got to chatting as we went:
We were all going to Tokyo. Great.
Both staying in AirBnB’s. Cool.
Where is your AirBnB? …Mine, too…
Who is your host? …Mine, too…The AirBnB I’m staying in is one of a few apartments in a small apartment building. Turns out, the people I’d spoken to completely by chance are staying above me.
The flight to Tokyo was, uncomfortable. I tried my best to sleep the whole way, but all I was able to do was drift in and out. I even put my chair back at one point, which is something I never do – and something that annoys me when people in front of me do it, but it was a last ditch attempt for comfort and only kind of worked.
Arriving at Narita airport, it was like a different world from the disorder of Moscow. It was calm, it was quiet, it was orderly. I sailed through the border check and went to wait for my luggage, being joined by my new-found English friends after a while.
Once we had everything (a head and bag count was done), we got our train tickets and sat down.
Minutes later, there was a microphone and camera in my face. Japanese TV, apparently. They did a quick interview with me (there wasn’t much option to refuse), asking where I’d come from, what I was going to be doing in Japan, etc.
After that, the train from Narita to Ikebukuro was uneventful. Once we were allowed on, that is. We tried to board and a guy came running along, he had to clean first! We watched him go on, clean the carriage and turn the chairs around so they were facing the direction of travel. Japan!
Once at Ikebukuro, we split up. Nicola and I walked to the AirBnB while the other two took a taxi with the luggage.
The walk was pretty straight forward, but somewhere along the way, we missed a turning. Standing, looking a little lost, an elderly Japanese couple stopped and offered us help, ending up walking with us to the apartment. I don’t know if we could have refused their help even if we wanted to – which we obviously didn’t. The man didn’t seem to speak much English (but he spoke enough) and the woman was a big fan of the Beatles.
In Paris, before leaving, I bought a ‘world adapter’, because I am a massively unprepared person and I hadn’t picked up any adapters before this point. However, upon arriving in Japan, the ‘world adapter’ (which says Japan on the label) doesn’t actually fit any of the sockets. So after a quick google, I ventured back out into the city, this time alone, to see if I could find one that works.
I knew we had passed a number of big electronic stores near the station, so that’s where I headed and I found myself in Bic Camera. 8 floors of… stuff. A couple hundred yen later and I was leaving with what I went in for. Easy.
Once back at the apartment, I was tired and opted just to sleep – which is why I’m now awake at this hour.
Today is the 14th. I’m here until the 24th and I have no idea what I’ll be doing in those days. We’ll see what I decide to do when I wake up!
The Colonel
Lady Liberty
Are you actually in Japan though?
I have a similar picture from the top of The Shard. I like them both. |
Nightmare Street
18th. My plan for today was to get up early, get out early and see more of Tokyo. I woke up early…
I eventually got out of bed around 11am and was out of the apartment by 12pm. Which, is actually the earliest I’ve been out since I got here, so I didn’t do too bad, really. The first stop today – Harajuku Station, to check out the Meiji Shrine and also the Harajuku area in general.
For the Shrine, I kind of expected the same kind of deal as the Senso-ji Temple, just kind off of to the side, amongst more modern buildings, but it was actually set deep into a wooded area. It was a nice walk, and once in there, you definitely didn’t feel like you were in the middle of Tokyo.
I don’t know if it was because it was a weekend or not, but there seemed to be a lot more people at Meiji than were at Senso-ji, though Meiji did have a calmer feel to it, despite the amount of people milling around.
There were prayer things you could buy for around 500 yen, that you wrote your wish/prayer/whatever on and hung it up on a board. I read through some of them, and they’re nice, but I always feel with that kind of thing, that I don’t believe in any of it, so why take part in it? It was the same at Senso-ji. People were lighting incense and stuff, as part of whatever ritual was going on, but to take part in it all feels disingenuous.
I’m happy to observe.
From the shrine, I headed back out of the woods and across to Takeshita Street, a famous street in Harajuku. It was packed and everyone was moving so slowly. It was awful. I did get a crepe though, so not all was lost.
I had planned, after Harajuku to go to Akihabara, but I forgot about that and ended up in Shinjuku instead. Mostly, because I had the image of the Godzilla statue in my head and knew it was there. It took a bit of searching, but I eventually found it.
Was it worth the search? Probably not. But cool to say I’ve seen it all the same.
By this point, it was around 4pm, my eyes were sore and I had a headache coming on. So I decided to head back to the airbnb for a bit, with the idea that I might venture back out to Akihabara. Ultimately though, I opted to just stay in. Took a couple ibuprofen and chilled.
Tomorrow’s plan – Akihabara.
If a 5-year-old drew a fish
19th.
Today I went in search of the Pokemon Centre. I failed to find it and ended up going to the Sunshine Aquarium instead.
The aquarium is located on the roof of one of the buildings in Sunshine City, which is pretty cool. They’ve got a wide array of fish, seals, sea lions, penguins… And almost all of them are in tanks/enclosures that are far too small. Which is sad, but at the same time, probably to be expected for an aquarium that is on the roof of a building.
After a quick tour of the aquarium, I made my way to Akihabara. It was the first time that Google steered me wrong, when it comes to Japanese transport. It told me to get off at a certain stop (that wasn’t Akihabara station), which I did… and it was nowhere near where I wanted to be.
There was a simple fix, jump back on board the train and head to Akihabara Station, I walked around for a bit first, ending up walking through a market, which, if I enjoyed shopping at all, would probably have been pretty cool.
I’m not sure what I expected to do in ‘Electric Town’, but once there, the crowds alone put me off. I ventured into a shop, and almost immediately turned around and came back out. It’s fine if you need something – like I did the first night I was here. I could ignore the crowds and the overstuffed floor layouts, because I was on a mission, but when it comes to just browsing… Nope. I can’t.
I wandered around the general area, taking some pictures along the way and then headed back to the station and got a train back to my airbnb. Once back, I decided to try out the bath.
The bath is extremely short, but also extremely deep. Even with my famously short legs, I couldn’t sit with my legs stretched out in front of me. Still, the depth meant I was able to submerge myself completely, with my legs crossed.
I might go search for the pokemon centre again tomorrow. We’ll see.