We were standing at the hotel reception, purchasing our tickets for the shuttle bus that would take us to the airport. The middle-aged Caucasian guy beside us was purchasing a ticket of his own. “What’s your room number?”asked the staff member. The guy looked around anxiously, then leaned in conspiratorially and whispered his room number. “And your name?”requested the staff member. A couple of furtive glances left and right, and the guy answered: “I don’t want to say out loud.”
Don’t want to say out loud? Seriously? Had he recently been featured on a repeat telecast of America’s Most Wanted? I edged over to get a peek as he signed his name and – HOLY CRAP – I may have misread but I think it said “Beyonce”!
One of the newest additions to our travel accessories was this handy pocket wifi from Global Advanced Communications. Just go to their website, place an order, give them your dates, and the device will either be waiting for you at the airport upon your arrival or can be delivered to your hotel. I can’t tell you how awesome it was to not have to worry about roaming fees and have continuous web access. Before leaving the hotel, we simply put the devices into the self-addressed, stamped envelope provided, dropped it off at the nearest mailbox, and we were done. Super convenient. Highly recommended for your next trip. http://www.globaladvancedcomm.com/pocketwifi.html
Akemi’s sister, Hiromi, stopped by our hotel room this morning to drop me off a six pack of matcha (ceremonial green tea) of various grades. When we last visited Japan for Hiromi’s wedding, we met a tea grandmaster who swore by the stuff, maintaining he drank seven cups a day to keep himself fit and mentally alert. He looked pretty damn spry for an 80-something year old, so I may want to follow his lead. On the other hand, what do I need to be spry for when I’m 80-something? I imagine that, by then, it’ll be all fine dining and reading.
I was disappointed that we’d gone the entire trip without seeing a pug or french bulldog until we met this porky little fellow on our way back to the hotel after today’s soba lunch. He was a pretty energetic three year old, and just what our Lulu needs – a younger man who can keep up with her.
Since you all mentioned it – yes, I did experience that earthquake the other day. Sort of. We were perusing one of the gift shops at Namco Namja town when Akemi asked: “Feel the earthquake?” “When?”I asked. “Now,”she said. And, sure enough, I did feel it – a low, sustained trembling like a massive convoy rumbling by. It was over in seconds. Good thing too. I was THIS close from shouting “Every man for himself!” before hurtling the baby strollers blocking the exit and making good my flight to freedom.
And, finally, I should mention the fact that Akemi was stalked by a ghost girl on the subway the other day. For some reason, this creepy-looking (maybe 3 or 4 year old) kid just fixated on Akemi and stared at her throughout our ride. She and her mother disembarked at the same station and then, after we thought we’d lost them, she and her mother doubled back and seemed to follow us out the exit and through Roppongi. I thought it was hilarious, but Akemi was unnerved until we seemed to lose the kid for good. But then, as we were walking into the mall (and this Akemi failed to notice and I didn’t want to mention it for fear of creeping her out), a young woman walked past us going the other way and she too gawked at Akemi – and she looked just like a grown-up version of that creepy kid on the subway! When we went to lunch, I advised Akemi to check under her chair – just in case the ghost girl was in hiding underneath, waiting to surprise her.
About to board! See you in Vancouver!