My train to Narita airport leaves in just over three quarters of an hour and I've just filled myself with an assortment of breakfast foods (and some not breakfast foods, seriously - hamburgers?) so some random bits and bobs as they come to me:
Shinjuku station on a Saturday - bleh
Shinjuku station on a Saturday night while squiffy and trying to get from east to west - bleh
My bag is the densest thing in the universe, its gravitational field has already claimed my sanity
Akihabara - noisy
DVDs - expensive
CDs - my addiction
Now for 1.5 hours on a train, 12 hours on a plane, 2 hours in an airport, 1.5 hours on a plane and 40 minutes on a train (and 15 minutes in a taxi most likely). Homeward bound.
Not enough time to upload photos from yesterday, I only took some ones around a shrine I visited as Akiba and Harajuku aren't exactly photogenic. It's strange how jetlag can make some things seem so massive, in the late night fugue I began to question all manner of things, aspects of my life etc. Those twilight hours and likely compounded by fatigue and isolation made everything seem so huge and important, and I instantly wanted to retreat back and go for the familiar. Thankfully my pragmatism kicked back in and now I'm off to the fish market for an early start.
My brain was working so well but it seems my typing dexterity is hindering me getting across exactly what I mean. More later!