Japan: Day One

There was a cigarette vending machine in Ginza, and I tried to get some totally trendy ones for Sjean.

The vending machine carded me.

The vending machine. Carded me. And because I didn't have any fancy Japanese ID, it told me I wasn't allowed any cigarettes!

Day One in Japan: Jen and I had Indian food. How ironic!

But I survived a fourteen-hour flight, safe and sound, and Jen found me immediately and the subway system/JR Rail is fairly easy to navigate. Heading to Tokyo from Narita took a toll on me, though; I didn't get to sleep during the flight so I am exhausted right now.

But Jen helped me secure my Rail pass, open-ended tickets (Adiva, I accidentally bought too many, so I have some to give you, LOL) and get to the Sakura. (Adiva, my sense of time is all messed up -- but I had to fork out the hotel money straight away since it's a backpacker hotel, so you can just settle with me later.)

Now I'm sitting in our little room, still reeling from the fact that I am in Japan, and wrapped up in the yukata they give guests.

( Here, have some pictures. )

Seriously, you guys, I am so tired. But I am here, and safe, and happy.