(Day 17) Jama Da Yo

>> Monday, January 3, 2011

The day has dawned, once again, on which I will I will depart the country. Get that ol’ stamp in the passport. My head feels funny from the late night/early morning and copious amounts of alcohol. I’ve somehow conned the front desk staff into holding our bags for the next few hours while we traipse through the city one last time. I have a few last-minute items to pick up.

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Oh Akasaksa Sacas. Akasakasakasu. Say it three times fast.

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Since our heads were a little bubbly, we headed to Shibuya for some lunch and black harem/shorty-diaper pants from CdG that I’ve been pondering.

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The place we ended up at was called Venuto and it was like, half Chinese, half Italian. They had all-you-can-eat salad bar with pasta for 900 yen. Yesh preese.

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After Shibuya we headed to Harajuku and I got really pissed off because they made us get off on the other side of the train which led into Meiji shrine. THE HERDS! I started to get a wee bit frustrated with people and vowed my departure from this forsaken place would not be without its own joys. And at this moment I realize I take after my father. Bah. But seriously. You had to wait to walk down the street. It was that full.

We headed back to the hotel to grab our bags and part ways. I wanted to get a final picture of Janelle, but she was having none of it. Or was she just so sad and going to miss me?

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Goodbye my love! And with that I headed up to Nippori to catch a new airport train (for me, at least), the Keisei Skyliner. It was cheaper-ish.

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And with that, I hauled my junk back through Narita airport once again. I had a bit of money to burn, so I ended up eating some really yucky dinner set at some little food shack.

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Not oishii.

I got a little choked up when I was heading down to customs and the sign read “Hope to see you again”. I spent my time waiting for the plane in the gift shop, trying to spend my change. I win! I came home with exactly 1,600 yen.

So that was my last trip to Japan. It was supposed to be my last trip for a few years, and it very well might be. You see, the jury is still out on whether I can pull together enough shekels to make the true last journey in late May/early June. I’m not sure this crazy Japanese adventure will have a sixth sequel. Stay tuned.

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