Tokyo Day 6 – A haunted toilet, a picnic that went wrong, and another boiling hot bath.

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.

Day 5 – Your bow is red, your dress is blue, oh Hello Kitty, I really love you! (Valentine’s Day at Sanrio Puroland!)

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!)

Tokyo Day 4 – Visiting the Emperor, travelling back in time and window-shopping for plastic food.

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.

Tokyo Day 3 – Hot baths, cheese curry and freaky face masks.

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.

Tokyo: Day 1 – Crying on a plane, but winning in the amusement arcade.

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.