Anyway the flight was tedious to and back from Japan;
it was 10 hours of looking at water and clouds and the
plane being raped by clouds’ pillowy softness on take
off and landing.. At this time I realized that I
really like the feeling of lift off and landing, you
know, when you feel like all of you organs kind of
go up while the body’s still down, or is it the other
way around?

Upon arrival at Narita airport nothing much happened
except the surprising weather. For a couple of days
prior I have been told it would be hot in Japan.
About 20degrees and up hot, but, in fact, it was quite
cloudy and started to rain later in the evening. While
still at the airport I exchanged some money, but
before I did that I had to find the currency exchange.
I failed miserably at locating it and ended up going
to the information counter. Thus happened HAG sighting
#1: the information guy. He pointed me in the right
direction and succeeded in making me feel stupid because
the currency exchange was right behind me. Oh shame.
This was followed by an uneventful bus ride to the Keio
Plaza Hotel in Shinjuku. However, let me mention the
roads. THE ROADS. They go into the sky ^__^, I was
surprised the bus didn’t fall off the road and crash
into someone’s living room.
“Terminal stop、Ikedaさんの living room.”
The hotel gets a good review from me. It had very
shiny chandeliers in the lobby. And let’s not
forget bell boys and girls. I believe I have
been spoiled by them.
Behind the hotel, just before the subway station,
there were a couple of blocks of very bright
neon lights.

Once those lights go on all the HAGs are automatically
drawn to them because every evening that place was
swimming with them. There was an arcade there and a
bunch of small shops and at the end of the day the
arcade was lined with men in suits. It looked rather
sad for some reason.
The subway station was also a place of HAG
congregation. At night I walked around there getting
shocked looks thrown in my direction… well it
wasn’t the only place.
I went through anxiety of having everyone look at me.
I was looked at all the time. Especially at night,
I don’t know why, but it’s a fact.

On the second day we went to a Shinto shrine and
a Buddhist temple and, honestly, all the temples
I visited subsequently were superfluous. I loved
the Shinto shrine though, it was very spacious and
I’ve decided that I want to live somewhere like that.
The said day was quite good actually. I thought
it was breakfast, but after examining my memory
I’ve decided it was evening, anyway, I was going
down on the elevator to go walk around the bright
neon lights place, but when the doors opened at the
lobby there were 15 HAGs just standing there
already =O. We looked at each other as I waddled
through their group. After that, every elevator
ride there were at least three going up or down
with me. They liked to go to the convenience store
in the basement. I think at this point I’ve decided
that Shinjuku is my second home. 帰りたい。Oh yes,
also that day we got lost and had to ask for
directions, in a manly manner I refused to do so
and was convinced I could find my way back on my own.
We went to the imperial palace too. It had a moat
and a garden…I don’t know what the big deal is.
But there was a building from which we heard savage
screaming, lol, they were having kendo practice.
While in Tokyo we found several department stores
in Shinjuku area and quickly decided that department
stores are evil. Out of 7 floors only 2 were men’s
and the rest were insanely white floors full of
girl things. 眩しかった。I got headaches just from
looking in from the streets. But how I do love
the greetings there.
“ いらっしゃいませぇぇぇぇ。“ *bow*
And if you buy something it’s like you’re Santa to
them. *especially fun in the men’s department*
There’s such joy and excitement in their eyes =D.
Good way to have some wholesome department store
fun is to find an escalator greeter and go up and
down many times making him greet you.

The other tour we went to was to Fuji山. It had
been snowing there recently, but it wasn’t THAT
cold. We spend a half hour there and it got dull
fast. I think I’ve been overexposed to that mountain.
After Fuji we went to Highland Resort for lunch.
That hotel had super cute bell boys =D I want to
go back there too. My fawning over/ staring at
bell boy was rather rudely interrupted by a creepy
guy who reminded me a lot of the harasser at work.
He kept looking at me and trying to talk to me
as if he didn’t see I was busy. Some nerve. After
lunch we went to Hakone to ride the cable cars.
It went really high up and, surprise surprise,
there was some kind of temple looking building
at the top of the mountain XD hahaha. On the way
back down the mountain 4 HAGs came from the
temple building and rode down with us. They were
in suits and one was rather tall and cute. Nothing
much else happened after that until the next day
when we rode the shinkansen to Kyoto. There was
a HAG on the shinkansen too! Extremely pretty,
with nice hair and a great burgundy suit jacket.
He drank vending machine coffee and ate pocky
all the way.

When we got to Kyoto the Golden Week had started.
Trust me, Golden Week is BAD. During this time
the number of HAGs is reduced to a third while
the number of HAGs with girlfriends
quadruples!!! X[ Garr. It was rather unbearable.
Most things in Kyoto made me sad. The tiny
building were somewhat ghetto-like after Tokyo,
therefore, never go to Kyoto after Tokyo. Kyoto
train station was fantastic though. It had a
department store in it (to no surprise) and at
the top there was an observation area, Sky Garden.
I spend many nights lurking there. On one of
the lurking escapades a HAG asked me to take
a picture with him. He was adorable, short,
nice hair, and wearing his school uniform.
(Let’s all go ‘awwww’ together lol)
And then he hugged me *_* I should’ve just
carried him away at that point.
The next day the most depressing part of
the trip happened. We went to Nara. It was
all good for a while even though the deer
that freely walk around provoked some
cuteness-induced stupidity in people until
I saw HIM, the HAG that broke my heart.
He was skinny and quiet and cute and had nice
hair and body, but he had a not-so-secret
secret, he was gay, AND to make things worse,
he was with an old ugly white guy TT_TT
The HAG fed a deer at one point. It was sickening.
Kyoto: The a city of heartbreaks.

In Osaka I felt more at home than in Kyoto.
There were relatively a lot of high-rises,
and there was a mini underground mall very
very close to our hotel, and I mean VERY
close, across-the-street-close and the street
is only a meter wide! Seriously. Oh, and
there was a department store across the other
street, and two more department stores behind
the train station (the station was across the
street on the third side of the hotel),
there was a department store in the train
station too. I loved that underground mall ;_;
it was my Osaka headquarters, that and the
6th floor of ヨドバシカメラ- Umeda, that’s
where my all time #1 favourite store was.
Convenience stores were everywhere, as they are.
711, ampm, Lawson, Family mart, Bell mart,
Yamaziki and such were on every corner
in every city which was good because that’s
where I got all my food from.
On the day we arrived at Osaka we were supposed
to go on a tour to the Osaka castle, BUT we
forgot. Instead we went shopping, but in
the evening we got a fax telling us we could
go the next day and so we did.Around the castle
we saw cats. They were just cats and yet
they seemed to fascinate everyone just as
much as the castle did. Sure cats are cute
but still. After the castle we went for a
ride on an aqua liner. The fun thing about
it was the fact that its roof moves downward
when the tide is in and the bridges become
too low. When it was sliding down I feared
it would hit my head, but everyone else seems
totally fine with it.
This is pretty much how it went in a nutshell.
I rambled on for quite a bit already and it’s
getting tiring.
In conclusion, Tokyo + Osaka rock. Kyoto
rocks a bit less. Vancouver HAG population is
nothing compared to their true motherland.
帰りたいよぅぅx_x.

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