Dateline Shinjuku: I am here in that same Tokyo neighborhood where the Sofia Coppola movie was filmed, about to collapse in a bed at the Keio Plaza Hotel after having downed a bowl of the hotel’s shabu-shabu. Was it any good? I’m too tired to tell. This laptop is reading 5:26AM LA time and I’ve slept about an hour and a half in the last twenty-four hours.
Taking the bus into Tokyo this evening from Narita Airport, the city reminded me of Blade Runner. But it always does. This is my third time here. And I don’t feel I know it even faintly. This time I’m not even making an attempt. We’re heading for Nikko tomorrow and then for the Japanese Alps. More to come when I can see straight.
Irrashaimashite!
Hi Roger,
Most likely you’ve booked a hotel in Nikko. In any case, I do recommend the Kannaya Hotel. It’s a Meiji era hotel that you might find interesting.
Enyoy your stay in Japan.
An expat yank
Steve Berghoff
You are a brave man to venture to a place that jusr went through a 4 inch tsunami.
Someone may have warned Japanese Customs that a neocon was coming. How was the cavity search?
You’ll be fine as soon as you get re-oriented.
However, leaving for home will be disorienting.
Oh, Buddy, those were GROANERS!
Knuck,
That depends upon your orientation.
(exits dodging)
I’m sorry, one or two I might have believed.
But four in a row?
That can’t be Occidental.
Well, this travel post has been very moving.
Agh! You guuyyys!
BeckyJ,
What do you have against orientalism? It’s just kami.
…anti-commie P’Jammi Kami.