Tokyo has been a bit disappointing so far. It’s not really Tokyo’s fault. We got off the overnight bus at 6.00 am having had very little sleep. The bus was warm and cosy but slightly oppressive. All the curtains were drawn so we had no idea where we were, and the driver curtained himself off at the front so we couldn’t see the road ahead. The lights were off and it was silent apart from the quiet hum of the engine. The seats were narrow but you couldn’t rest your arm on the armrest next to your partner because the divider was too high. The seats reclined well back but using them meant putting the person behind in discomfort. To top it off we had hoods on our seats, a bit like old fashioned dryers in hair dressers. You could pull it down like a pod so your head was invisible to the outside world. So what was the problem?
Well, there were no loos so the bus stopped every couple of hours for a ‘rest break’. The driver made an announcement Whispering Bob Harris style and people left their pods and started moving about zombie-like, speaking in hushed whispers. Most off-putting! And resulting in a broken night’s sleep and none after 4.30 am.
We trudged up to our hotel with our rucksacks but we were much too early to check in so we left our bags and trudged off again in the rain to try and kill 5 hours without spending any money. We were too tired to contemplate taking in information in a museum and department stores are getting very samey so we inevitably opted for coffee and a crafty doze like a couple of old tramps, which took up about an hour. More trudging and a lunch stop finally took us to check in time and we’ve now had baths and sleeps and feel much better. It’s 6.30 pm; it’s still raining; I’m not hungry and feel I can resist the draw of the red light district that seems to be the main highlight of this area.
I’m also beginning to feel I’ve had enough white rice and noodles to last me some time. So I’m looking forward to some nice risotto and pasta in Italy!!!