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 Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 6:37 pm
So, I'm back from Japan.
Well, I came back on August twenty-second,
and I've just been too much of a butthead
to tell you people about my trip.
So...
Table of Contents
[because every good topic needs one]
1] Complaining about airplanes
2] Tokyo
3] Kyoto / Nara
4] Anything else that needs to be said but wouldn't fit anywhere else.
5] More complaining, because it needs to be done
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 6:38 pm
Complaining about airplanes
So I always hate going on airplanes,
but this trip was the worst.
The airplane left the Anchorage airport around 1:15 in the morning
['twas about twenty minutes late].
This plane took us on a three hour trip to Seattle,
where me and mom waited nine hours for the plane to Tokyo.
The plane from Seattle to Tokyo took about nine hours
and went right over Anchorage
which pissed me off so much!
If we could have just gone from Anchorage to Tokyo,
it would have taken us about six hours to get there!
Happy time differences too.
When I changed the time zone on my iPod,
it went from Sunday evening to Monday morning.
Whenever I'm on an airplane and when it starts its descent,
I like to look out the window and the cars and the land and everything.
First thing I noticed as we were flying over the country
was that it was the greenest place I've ever seen.
Like someone had dumped a huge bucket of green paint over the place.
Next thing I noticed was that the people were driving on the effing wrong side of the road.
The trip back home was no better.
It was the longest day of my life,
literally lasting forty hours,
forty sleepless hours.
The plane left Osaka at about three in the afternoon,
a nine-hour flight to San Fransisco
[again passing over Alaska,
but this time not so close to Anchorage.
Still would have been quicker to just go from Japan to Anchorage.]
We got to San Fransisco
six hours before we left.
Weird, huh?
At least I got to sit next to a cute Japanese guy.
I watched A Lot Like Love on the little movie screen.
When that was over, I watched Guess Who?.
I think I like Ashton Kutcher.
So anywho, when we got to San Fransisco,
our bodies were still in Japan,
where it was one in the morning.
Since the plane wasn't at the airport yet,
and wouldn't be for several more hours,
we didn't have a gate at which to stay.
We had to go through security again,
and I don't know why,
but it made mom cry.
So...
we found a gate that didn't have many people at it,
and we slept for a few hours.
After, of course, eating a good American breakfast.
Which my mom thoroughly welcomed,
because they undercook their eggs and bacon in Japan.
Our airplane back hom was an hour late,
but at least we got back home.
And I couldn't sleep.
gonk
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 6:39 pm
Tokyo
The first three days we were in Japan
were spent on the twelfth floor of a hotel in Tokyo.
I'm kind of afraid of heights, which is why it matters.
We were tourists! Woot!
First day... we got to the hotel.
And slept.
Second day...
We went to the Tokyo Tower
which is either the tallest building in Tokyo,
or the tallest in all of Japan.
I forget, but it was tall,
and again, I'm kind of afraid of heights.
But I got a really cute Hello Kitty keychain.
Then we went to the Imperial Palace
[but we couldn't actually go in].
But it was very beautiful from the outside.
Then we went to the temple in Asakusa,
and there was this cute little shopping district there,
so me and mom just stayed at Asakusa.
My mom bought me a yukata [which is like a kimono wannabe]
and I got a cute little Hello Kitty fan.
We went to lunch in Asakusa.
Now normally when you go to a restaurant,
they give you little glasses of water, right?
Well our waitresses gave us little glasses of something brownish.
So we thought maybe it was tea.
But it tasted like coffee-flavoured water.
Wtf, but okay.
And then, holy corn, there was an earthquake.
It lasted like a minute.
It was a 7 something, but where we were, we only felt like a 4 or 5.
But I live in Alaska, so I'm kinda used to earthquakes with that magnitude.
Apparently not as many as they do in Japan.
Our tour guide had told us that they got like one a week.
And then lunch was served.
It was tempura shrimp served in a bowl of udon noodle soup.
Oishi! [delicious]
So we went back to the hotel and watched some Japanese television.
Japanese childrens' educational television.
We learned English the Japanese way!
Which was so weird, I was laughing the whole time.
Then we went to eat dinner at the teppen-yaki restaurant in the hotel.
[teppen-yaki, it's like Beni-hana's.
They cook the food right at your table.]
It was the worst meal I had there.
I ordered beef and prawns.
It came with a whole buncha other crap which I couldn't eat.
But in America, when you order your food, it's dead when it gets to your table.
Not in Japan, no.
The prawn was still effing alive!
The guy had to chase it off the tray to get it on the grill.
You could practically hear it screaming when he put it on the grill.
It freaked me out so much, I couldn't say anything.
My eyes just went all big and I cupped my hand over my mouth.
It was so horrible, I couldn't even look away.
So I ended up eating salad, beef, and fruit for dinner.
No pickles, no tofu, no prawns,
and whatever that stuff was that I didn't even want to touch...
On the third day, we went shopping in Shibuya and Ginza.
I got us on the wrong subway train, go me!
There was a huge seven-floor Tower Records store,
where I bought three CDs.
Gackt [he is so orgasmically sexy, omg. I'm listening to him right now.]
Brahman [a Japanese punk band. They sing Engrish.]
Ayumi Hamasaki [like a Japanese Britney Spears, I guess. Only I don't know what she was singing about.]
More shopping.
There was a huge toy store!
With all the Sanrio crap I could ever want, and then some!
We got back to our hotel in the afternoon,
and we watched more educational television.
We walked around the area a bit to see where we could eat dinner.
There was this Japanese-Mexican restaurant.
The menu had spelling and grammar problems.
You could get a soft-boiled fgg,
or maybe you wanted some girlic on your spaghetti?
I forget where we ate that night,
but it wasn't as bad as live prawns.
The next day, we packed up and got on the bullet train to Kyoto.
I read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince for the second time.
And now I have to end this post because we're not in Tokyo anymore.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 6:40 pm
Hah, well..
You see, I started typing this about a week after I came back, and I'm just now getting around to finishing it.
So I don't even remember what happened in Kyoto and Nara.
Kinda.
In Nara, there were deer everywhere.
I even pet them.
<3
Oh, in the restaurant in our hotel in Kyoto, the waiter guy looked like Superman.
The original Superman, not the guy from Smallville.
It was awesome.
Oh, I saw more prawns being cooked live.
They weren't for me, they were for the people who were being served next to us.
I still got freaked out.
When me and mom left, the guy who was cooking their food said "Thank you!" to me.
Dx
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 6:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 1:57 am
Seems like you had one hell of a trip. >_< I wish I could go to Japan! gonk
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 4:12 pm
I wanna do Print Club.
ninja heart
I heard there's a possibility of Print Club being brought to the USA because it's so popular.
biggrin
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