Yeah I know its cliche, but it is true...
So we finally made it to Japan after about 20 hours of flying, sitting, and riding the train. Other than 4 horrible movies and my pen exploding all over Chris when we filled out the customs forms, the flight was not too bad despite being 10 hours long and full of babies. Once we got off the plane we grabbed our bags and some cash and headed for the the hour train ride to Ueno. Once seated on the train we realized we were in priority seating. Not sure what that really meant other than we did not qualify as old, injured, or pregnant or what the rules were we got up and decided to stand for the full hour ride on the train. From there it was a subway ride and a 5 block walk to our hostel.
We finally arrived at Tokyo Hostel around 5pm Japan time (4am est) with visions of food and a soft bed to finally sleep in. Sadly we found a room, with slippers, a floor, two mats and a door that sits about 5 inches below the top of my head, but just out of my sight line so that I can drill myself in the forehead just about every time I walk in and out. After wondering what we had gotten ourselves into we headed out on the town to grab some food and to try to stay awake for a few more hours. On the way back we saw some strange parade that had a bunch of guys in short robes that rested just above or below their butts while they carried some kind of shrine. It was quite a site and even though Chris wanted to stay and stare at all the dudes in short robes, I was tired and had seen enough Japanese dude ass for one night. Once back at the hostel we sent out some emails and then headed for bed bringing an end to Day 1 of 123.
