Status report

[cjsmith]

Less than 24 hours in the country and I've already bought food I couldn't eat and had to throw away. I was lucky to go that long, really. I'm in Japan, for goodness' sake, and I can't eat fish or seafood. I'm lucky I can eat at all. Mochi = wonderful, and hey, since I did come here with Rob, I'm in McDonald's twice a day. Haute cuisine it isn't, but it's got calories in it!

We didn't see a blade of grass out of place at Narita. Maybe the crash was on the opposite side of the field.

The train system defeats me. I can do the subways, but transfer me to something else and I'm useless. Fortunately Rob has a better instinct for those.

Ueno Park is starting to bloom, and it looks like it's going to be STUNNING in about a week.

It's nifty having a teapot in the hotel room.

Mikie wants us to sing. This is going to be a disaster. We tried to tell her what the dancers do when we sing. ("You're not going to do any more of those... are you?") She was undeterred. Yikes.

My feet hurt. Surprise.

Comments

[fyellin.livejournal.com]

BillvM had someone write a note that he could show to any waiter: "I cannot eat fish or seafood; it makes me ill. Please verify with the chef that what I'm ordering doesn't contain these."

For riding the trains, I discovered that I needed to have someone write out the name of the stop in Kanji. I could then pattern match to figure out where I needed to go.

I don't remember nato being too horrible.

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

I can do the names of the train stops; I just need to learn to tell the train systems apart, so that I buy a ticket for the right thing from the right machine.

Wonder if the hotel staff could write me that note. That sounds perfect.