I can’t believe it’s already been about five months since my friend and I went to Japan, and I’m barely even halfway through blogging about it. But I’ve come, at last, to one of the highlights of the trip (I probably have too many “highlights” from the trip, but who’s counting and/or enforcing a limit? If you are – stop it. That was a rhetorical question anyway.)
Ok, so after I started writing this, and got a few paragraphs in, I realised I was doing that thing again whereby I write this long preamble, and don’t quite get to the point. So, originally, I was planning to skim over the events of February 9th, and get onto our visit to Mt Fuji (which was the aforementioned highlight), but looks like that’s not gonna happen in this post. Even if you’ve enjoyed reading about my Japan trip so far, feel free to skip this one, and wait for the Mt Fuji post (hopefully coming up very soon). Continue reading
Hmm ok, so it’s been about four weeks since I got back from holiday, and it seems like I still haven’t made a very significant dent in the documentation of the trip. I mean, I haven’t even gotten up to the most important part of the story.
But, don’t worry, we’ll get there. Can’t rush these things. Well, I guess you could, but I don’t want to.
Today I thought I’d take a break from plain narrative, and write about some of the practical aspects of the trip because they were important too. (“Densha” is the Japanese word for “train” – specifically those that run on electricity.)
Our first full day in Japan was probably also our most packed/hectic day. But that’s good in a way because we managed to fit a lot in. I have to say a big thank-you to my friend MC and his friend DK, who showed us around. Surely with our usual leisurely pace, and my self-professed propensity for getting distracted/lost, we might not have made it to half the places we did that day.
For all the time I spent browsing Google Maps before our trip, we ended up finding a lot of things by chance. To be fair, I browsed maps mostly out of general interest, and to give myself a broad sense of the orientation of things, not to memorise routes and landmarks. With a memory like mine, that’d never work anyway. And, as it turned out, I was usually too absorbed in my surroundings to even care which way was north.
There are no direct flights from Brisbane to Sapporo. We would’ve had to transfer somewhere (Tokyo/Osaka or somewhere else in Asia), and, from what I remember, that usually involved an overnight wait, so I made the executive decision to stop in Tokyo for a couple of nights before heading north to Hokkaido.