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The onsen and a good night's sleep did wonders for me! I feel fantastic again -- although my feet really hurt. $7 Wal-Mart sneakers don't hold up so well after 13 hours of walking. ;P

So, today we went on a tour of the Imperial Palace East Gardens. Sort of. "Sort of" in that we had a tour scheduled, but found our way to the main gates instead of the gates we were supposed to be at, and thus missed our tour and ended up wandering around ourselves. That's okay, though, because we prefer it that way; we just thought the only way in was a guided tour.

The Parliament of Fowls!

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Twenty points if you get that.

We finished with the gardens early enough that we could catch the 12:00 Kabuki-za showing of Sanmon Gosan no Kiri, a very short but visually spectacular performance. The stage ninjas were amazing! Adiva wants to be one. From Kabuki-za, we headed to Ginza so Adiva could visit the Takarazuka store.

After that, we wandered to Yoyogi Park, and spent quite a bit of time there. It's very beautiful. We saw a gathering of various people practicing/performing their arts, including a hula-hooper, a juggler, dancers, Christian recruiters, and various student drama clubs. It was very nice, but alas, there was more wandering to be done.

The NHK:

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From there, we accidentally wandered back into Shibuya, and then went back to Ginza. I wanted to withdraw more money, and remembered Jen taking us to a CitiBank in Ginza, not far from Hibiya. "Let's go there!" we decided. "It's not far at all!"

Three hours later, we found one. Near the actual Ginza station. Of course. But now I have money, so it is okay. Who needs feet, anyway.

Other things we did today:

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Lived it up a little, and:

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Stumbled upon a shrine in the middle of Harajuku, with a graveyard. The quake had knocked some jars over, so we fixed them. Perhaps this will mean good karma!

Unless... they were supposed to be tipped over, in which case, we have made enemies of the dead.


Uh-oh.

Photos are here and here.
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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.

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