Still jet lagged; when we got home yesterday at 2PM or so, Toby managed to stay awake until 10PMish, while I crashed at 4, got up to eat dinner, crashed again, then got up to watch Toby play Assassin’s Creed for a while, then crashed when Toby went to bed. Toby got up about 6AM,…
Flight at 9:54; the 9:09 time printed in the boarding passes is actually boarding time. It’s now 8:53 and we’re sitting at the gate waiting. Sent from my Apple ][e
Our plane is a little under an hour late to Chicago at the moment, which means instead of a decent 2-hour layover, we get a 1-hour layover to collect our bags, go through Customs, and get to our next flight, one terminal over. Something tells me we’re probably not making it. Bah. Sent from my…
– no requirement to take off your shoes – no one yelling instructions to everyone in line like we’re a group of distracted fourth graders – and when my belt set off the metal detector, the guy patting me down didn’t feel the need to touch my balls Compared to the US, it’s civilized.
When the captain kicks it in the ass on the runway, I flash back to the Viper launch sequence from Battlestar Galactica.
Our tickets get us access to the Sakura Lounge at Narita Airport before our flight. Taking advantage of the power points and the free wifi to top up our devices while farting about on the intertubes. One hour before we take off for home! Sent from my Apple ][e
Guy standing next to is waiting for the train is doing Tai Chi. I think he’s drunk. Sent from my TRS-80
The various Japanese people carrying large long luggage around the station are lugging instruments, not katana.
I knew from my previous trip to Japan that you stand on the left side of the escalator, leaving the right side free for people who want to walk up. Except for Osaka, in which the standing and walking sides are flipped, which leads to rousing games of Spot the Osakan in Tokyo Station and…
Having 500ml (essentially a US pint) of Erdinger Weissbrau (hefe). Tasty!