You can probably guess that I'm not actually writing this in Japan; in fact it's now April, and I'm sat on the balcony of my hostel in Split. The last 2 months have disappeared in a puff of coloured smoke, so I never did get around to writing up my last two days in Tokyo. … Continue reading Tokyo Day 7 – Spirited away to a land of soot sprites.
My original plan for today had been to go out to Hakone, to see Mt Fuji and do the tourist loop, which includes rinding on a cable car and a faux pirate ship, both of which were hugely appealing to me. However, I realised the night before that I was running out of time to … Continue reading Tokyo Day 6 – A haunted toilet, a picnic that went wrong, and another boiling hot bath.
I've been obsessed with the little white cat with a red bow since I was child, when Sanrio merchandise was far harder to come by. Whenever our parents took us to London, my sister and I would insist on a visit to Harrods or Hamleys, where I'd spend my pocket money on Hello Kitty stationary … Continue reading Day 5 – Your bow is red, your dress is blue, oh Hello Kitty, I really love you! (Valentine’s Day at Sanrio Puroland!)
After waking up far, far too early, I made the Imperial Palace my first stop of the day. I'd expected just to be able to walk around the surrounding parkland, but when I got to the gate I discovered you could have a free guided tour. The tour is in Japanese, but there's a free … Continue reading Tokyo Day 4 – Visiting the Emperor, travelling back in time and window-shopping for plastic food.
I’m writing in Starbucks, and it’s 8am, which is a time of day I didn’t often experience (at least not out of choice) until the last 6 months or so, when I’ve inexplicably become allergic to lying in. Is this something that happens when you hurtle towards your thirtieth year on earth? Or is it something … Continue reading Tokyo Day 3 – Hot baths, cheese curry and freaky face masks.
I should have known I was jet lagged from the moment I woke up, full of enthusiasm and joie de vivre (i.e. absolutely unlike how I usually am in the morning) around 7am. I was far too awake and excited to get back to sleep, so I quickly washed and went down for breakfast. The … Continue reading Tokyo Day 2 – Jet lag, celebrity pandas and a walk in the park.
I'm typing away in my little pod room (that might be overstating it, let's call it a pod cupboard) after an exhausting day travelling to Japan. My flight left Heathrow at 19.00 on Friday, and I landed around 16.00 Tokyo time on Saturday. Sleep was somewhat lacking on the flight; I always get a weird … Continue reading Tokyo: Day 1 – Crying on a plane, but winning in the amusement arcade.