Train, plan.... Oh no, just trains and trains
Well, i have figured out where all my money is being saved. Whole days spent sitting on trains!
After an amazing night at the Nagoya Marriot (id recomend it whole heartetly, just ask for a view of the city, not of the fire escape) I set off on another epic cross country train journey. But i got to Matsuyama eventually, at 5.09pm on the dot, even a 4 hour train journey was spot on time. Looking at the map, and seeing the city from the Train line, you would, i think, be forgiven for thinking Masuyama is a small city. And it is, but then so is aberdeen. So off a popped from the train, all sprightly and rested from a 3 hour dose as some of the best senery in Japan flashed by. The hundreds of little islands in the Inland Sea are worth staying awake for, so im told. I countinued sprightly for the next 30minutes, convincing myself that it would be just round the next corner. My mistake was to confuse the castle proper for the castle gardens which are just across from the Station, where as the castle, which i was navigating by, is actually a few Kilometers away on a bloddy great hill. So one hour and 37minutes after i popped off the train, i trudged into reception, where, sweating and dripping on the nice gentlemans floor, i checked in, paid for the night in a twin, which im certain i wont see pete in, i podded up stairs to find a simple yet comfortable En-Suit. For the record, im staying in the Masuyama Youth Hostel. So i unrolled the matress and made up my bed, unpacked my clothes and hung them in the cupboard, turned on the tv and promptly sat and stared at the wall for 45 minutes.
Exciting Stuff bannana fans, i know. But try filling out 750 words on a train and check in.
Waking from my stuper, i washed and changed and headed out into the cool night. Crickets chirping i bounded down the stairs and into the lobby to find someone had nicked my shoes. I thought this is just wrong, im not in Lost in Translation, Laurens warning of local lads running off with big white man shoes is not coming true, so i but my emence brain to work and sat down to think what was up. Slurping on a cool beer, my eyes were drawn to 4 large cupboards with Shoe Cupboards written in very large letters and my mystery was solved. Pleased with myself i stepped into the cool eve pleased as punch with myself and feeling tommorrow would be a better day.
And We'll find that out in the next Thrilling Installment of....
Pete and Scott's Oriental Adventure,
I might make this into a book?
After an amazing night at the Nagoya Marriot (id recomend it whole heartetly, just ask for a view of the city, not of the fire escape) I set off on another epic cross country train journey. But i got to Matsuyama eventually, at 5.09pm on the dot, even a 4 hour train journey was spot on time. Looking at the map, and seeing the city from the Train line, you would, i think, be forgiven for thinking Masuyama is a small city. And it is, but then so is aberdeen. So off a popped from the train, all sprightly and rested from a 3 hour dose as some of the best senery in Japan flashed by. The hundreds of little islands in the Inland Sea are worth staying awake for, so im told. I countinued sprightly for the next 30minutes, convincing myself that it would be just round the next corner. My mistake was to confuse the castle proper for the castle gardens which are just across from the Station, where as the castle, which i was navigating by, is actually a few Kilometers away on a bloddy great hill. So one hour and 37minutes after i popped off the train, i trudged into reception, where, sweating and dripping on the nice gentlemans floor, i checked in, paid for the night in a twin, which im certain i wont see pete in, i podded up stairs to find a simple yet comfortable En-Suit. For the record, im staying in the Masuyama Youth Hostel. So i unrolled the matress and made up my bed, unpacked my clothes and hung them in the cupboard, turned on the tv and promptly sat and stared at the wall for 45 minutes.
Exciting Stuff bannana fans, i know. But try filling out 750 words on a train and check in.
Waking from my stuper, i washed and changed and headed out into the cool night. Crickets chirping i bounded down the stairs and into the lobby to find someone had nicked my shoes. I thought this is just wrong, im not in Lost in Translation, Laurens warning of local lads running off with big white man shoes is not coming true, so i but my emence brain to work and sat down to think what was up. Slurping on a cool beer, my eyes were drawn to 4 large cupboards with Shoe Cupboards written in very large letters and my mystery was solved. Pleased with myself i stepped into the cool eve pleased as punch with myself and feeling tommorrow would be a better day.
And We'll find that out in the next Thrilling Installment of....
Pete and Scott's Oriental Adventure,
I might make this into a book?
posted by Scott Leiper at 12:36 pm
2 Comments:
This holiday of yours is sounding like its getting more and more stressfull. I reckon by the end of it, this blog will be more like a furious daily rant!
Do I have to panic Scott? Hope you haven't lost anything very important. Why does Pete not add anything to your blog? Great photographs though. Who is Dean?
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