Jade Down Under

Landed in Tokyo at 5pm Tokyo time, 6pm Townsville time, 3am Toronto time.  Plane ride was uneventful which can be boring, especially for 9 1/2 hours, but I'm on land right now; although, my body is wobbling like I'm still on the plane.  I don't know why I get like this but its really annoying.  I've been dizzy all evening, perhaps its tiredness.  I'll get a good sleep tonight in time for Ms. Wobbly tomorrow.

I met an older English bloke on the plane, Michael, by met I mean sat beside and chatted with.  As he is headed to the UK we are both at Hotel Nikka Narita so we just came back from dinner.  Dinner was alright, me and foreign food = iffy.  The dinner cost me $21 US and it was a small salad and a tea, really shouldn't have cost more than $10 but what can I do.  Michael was good company.  He has kids my age, or perhaps slightly younger, so we kept up a good conversation which is nice during these long trips.

The hotel room is pretty awesome, small but awesome.  First off, double bed.  I knew the Japanese would not let me down.  Also I have a nice pj robe and slippers so I feel catered to.  My alarm clock works (it didn't in Brissy) and the toilet has more options than I care to try out; I could spend my night in the bathroom playing around with the toilet, if I wanted.  When you sit down the thing starts making these weird noises and the panel flashes 'preparing,' what the heck is it preparing for?  I'm scared to think about why the toilet needs to prepare itself.  Perhaps the Japanese are too high-tech.  What ever happened to a single button and no options?  A toilet should be the one place you don't need to think!

Tomorrow I fly out at 12pm so I have to leave the hotel at 9:30am, not too shabby.  I was up at 5am this morning no thanks to the hotel Marque staff.  My alarm clock was broken and they couldn't find me another one so they said they would call me in the morning to wake me up.  That didn't happen.  I woke up at 5 and realized (at 5:30) that the phone was also broken meaning they wouldn't be able to ring through.  When I said something to the front desk on my way out (good thing I didn't sleep in BUDDY) he said they should have banged on my door if they couldn't get through by phone; was he trying to prove my point at their incompetence?

Anyway, Hotel Nikka Narita, good one.  I'm looking forward to my double bed, very excited.

SOOoooo...

TTYL.

Next time I write I may be in Chicago, a mere 1 1/2 hours away from T.O.