After almost 14 hours of sleep I feel like I'm possibly prepared to write something about yesterday. Let's see what we've got.
So, as you may have guessed by now, I safely arrived to Tokyo on Friday morning around 9a.m. local time. The flight went well except that it was too long but hey, at least it was a direct one! At this point I'd entertain you with some pictures of plane food and such but since the tablet app decided to not work with me today, you'll have to do without. I promise some pics later! But so, after almost ten hours of flying, some good (but painfully small) meals and lots of uncomfortable attempts at sleeping later we arrived to Tokyo. Narita was gray and rainy. What a way to welcome us. That hardly bothered us since we had been threatened with hours of waiting at the airport in order to get the immigration things sorted out - I think we made some sort of record with being out of the airport with our luggage and resident cards about 40 minutes or so after our plane landed, Well, then again we were the only people from our flight (that, to begin with, was quite full of Japanese people anyway) that were coming for a longer period of time.
By the way, the first tv crew we ran into already at the airport. Here we go again.. Must have looked like an absolutely stunning zombie.
The shattering tiredness from all the traveling and being awake finally kicked in once we got onto the bus to Shinjuku. At the airport we realised that trying to ask for a route recommendation from there is hardly worth it if you live/are staying in a place that isn't quite so simple to go to. At this point we were however too tired to start looking for cheaper options ourselves so we ended up just booking a bus ticket to Shinjuku station from where we'd then continue with a train. Trying to keep awake I managed to bang my head against the bus window so many times that I bet some braincells died a painful, sudden death. But I didn't fall asleep and must have looked twice more the zombie by the time we reached Shinjuku station. With surprisingly little hassle we managed to then find ourselves to the right train - or so we thought. Until this bloody train decided to stop already at Nakano - one stop before our destination. Luckily the next train was kind enough to take us all the way to Koenji.
From the station our landlady then luckily came to guide us to the house. The humidity, heat and tiredness were a totally killing combination and getting lost didn't sound like a great idea at this point anymore. But so we managed to find our way to the house, got my room and all is well. The room/apartment is bigger than I expected. Really neat and nice. I will make a post about it once I get properly settled in and can think straight - now I can just say that the jetlag is real and me and my thoughts are just all over the place.
Nothing much more really happened (did anything really even happen yesterday? that can be debated..), I just strolled around the neighbourhood a tiny bit, got myself some things from the grocery and spent the rest of the evening eating curry and trying to desperately stay awake. When I say desperately, I mean it. Once I gave myself a permission to go to bed at eight, I immediately fell asleep. And slept peacefully till around 5:50 when an earthquake woke me up. That was freaky. Everything was shaking and I was there all sleepy like what even... But well, nothing major, it went past and I went back to bed and slept some more. Now I'm finally awake then and still feeling kind of sleepy and all over the place and ugh. Even the melonpan I bought doesn't seem appealing right now and that's way beyond sad. I hope the jetlag passes away soon..
But that's it for this time? I think the point of this post was really just to say that yay I'm here?
So, YAY I'M HERE! *・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'(*゚▽゚*)'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*
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