What do you do when you have a real hankering for miso soup and seaweed for breakfast, tip-free services, vast public transportation and not being able to read any signs? You know it's time to book that flight to Japan again!
This is round 4 in Japan, but we've never made Tokyo a destination. This year, we're giving this city our undivided attention and are ready for a healthy dose of the unusual and crazy. And food. And more food. And some history. But see for yourself!
If you are interested in reading about how these trips came about and how the first 3 trips went, you can find the blogs here: www.lyndaandalicejapan.blogspot.com, twogaijin.wordpress.com & japaning2016.blogspot.com.
Taking these trips not only involves booking flights, hotels and figuring out where you want to go, you also have to get travel clothing, get your nails done and your hair dyed.
I've already done my homework last year concerning luggage and bought a small bag that can be converted into a backpack. I travel with carry-on only and wash my clothing halfway through the trip. I also bought a travel jacket that accomodates all of my electronics, plus chargers, plus cash, plus passport, plus water bottles, plus credit cards. I am now 50 pounds heavier, but it's practical not having to lug an additional bag around!
Speaking of weight--Tom and I went pants shopping; I wanted something comfortable for the long plane ride. I was looking at some jeans and told Tom I thought they were cute. He said:"Those are for girls with skinny butts." Oh oh, quickly approaching the danger zone! I asked him if he was calling me fat. He said:"No, you're just matured." Oh no, he didn't! Yes, he did--code red and he didn't even see it coming. Guess he skipped over that chapter when reading the "Relationships for Dummies" book. Luckily, I needed him to dogsit so he survived.
Packed my bags, did my nails and got my hair dyed. What both my hairdresser and I didn't notice was that accidentally the side of my face was also dyed brown. I went grocery shopping and didn't know why people were looking at me, but I did find out when I got home. I thought, no problem--usually the dye washes right off with soap and water. Well, maybe the fun colors, but not the good old standard dye. I tried everything from rubbing alcohol to windex and the upper part of the stain went away, but the thick bottom part did not. After some more rubbing and the skin just turning red on top of the brown, I decided I'll just pass it off as a birthmark. After all, I will most likely never see the 38 million people I'll encounter in Tokyo ever again!
It's good to have first-world problems!
Glad you made it to get out of Kansas, every timei go in a trip, it almost seems impossible to prepare!! Your nails looking perfect for Japan! Nobody in Japan would notice, especially if you have your hair that side down! I'll try to do blog too, but you know me, I'm not too good about writing!!
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