I moved to
In less than three months prior to my move to Tokyo I broke up with my long time Girlfriend, went through a car accident that gave me a nice beating, spent half a month in Africa where I had a really intense experience (more on that soon), partially moved out of my place in the New York area so that I didn't really have a "home" (I am flying back to finish the move sometime in the next month or two), went through a major change in roles with a volunteer organization I work with and a whole host of other things. Basically, I went through such an intense period leading up to
So, I packed the day before, called a cab and went to JFK with four big bags and two backpacks not really knowing what I was getting myself into.
I have never been to
The flight over was great, my employer put me in business class which is always nice, the service on JAL was fantastic and we had a great view of some mountains and amazing glaciers in Alaska. I realized shortly after boarding the plane that I had packed so quickly that I hadn't even had the time to write down the address and phone number of my hotel, all I had was the name which was the ANA hotel Tokyo. At the time I didn't really have a great idea about how I would manage to get into the city of
When I got into Narita (the international airport for
The moment I cleared customs I started the adventure of finding a way into the city and to my hotel. My first run in with the impossibility of communicating through the language barrier came when I converted currency at the airport currency exchange (I normally get currency in the
With the money challenge taken care of I went in search of a route into the city. To explain the challenge, in
I found the gate and was confused to discover that buses pull up to and leave the gate about once every two minutes and each new bus was headed to a different location. The bus company luggage handlers looked at my ticket and told me to stay off to the side for the next 10 mins or so, we couldn't communicate any further so I took their word and waited off to the side. Thankfully my bus came and the bus company checked my luggage on the bus which saved my back from the pain of moving all my stuff.
By this point I had been awake for more than 20 hours, I woke up very early in
As the ride into the city continued I started to drift off to sleep, as I was looking out the window in a haze of fatigue I saw something that made me think that I might be having fatigue induced hallucinations, I literally saw the Matterhorn and Cinderella's castle. Thankfully I wasn't that out of it, it was just Tokyo Disneyland. A very odd thing to see in the middle of