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| Red Bull promotion |
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| We discovered there was a Cat Cafe at the quiet end of Dotonburi ! oh well |
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| Old school building in the middle of bustling Dotonburi |
There was a 20 minute wait for a table and we were kinda short of time.
Instead, we went on the cheap and ate at Sukiya.
Bang for buck ... cheap good & satisfying.
Happy Birthday Trevor ! this is for you. <3.
Back at the airport ... the vending machine in the picture below was the last i saw & used :|
Time to get back on the plane for the epic 20 hour journey.
We didn't notice when then plane took off & woke up just in time for meals and landing.
The trip was made better by our magical flight attendant.
What a great way to end my Japanese experience.
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| MMM Octopus snacks ! |
Back in Kuala Lumpur, the fact that we weren't in Osaka anymore.... really hit HARD !
What a contrast of feelings >_<
Oh well, at least we were heading home.
We had another shower at the Sama Sama express hotel and hung out at the lounge until it was time to board.
At the boarding gate, everyone was put through an interrogation process.
Some people were grilled intensively and extensively, being asked personal questions and asked for identification.
I presented my passport with the photo page open, my face was scanned by the police officer up and down some reason focusing on my sideburns.
Soon after it clicked in my head, we had been subjected to increased security screening due to flight MH370 !
We got on the plane and took our seats.
The flight was looking quiet, there were empty seats here and there, two infront of us and three empty seats behind us.
We hoped luck would be on our side and we could sprawl out.
With our fingers and toes crossed, the plane finished re-fuelling.
Positive thinking got the best of us as two parents (with pommy accent) with a crying baby came onto the plane, walking down the aisle looking in our direction.
Not any normal parents mind you, the mother was one of those women who talked out aloud at their baby, this would be ok if the baby could comprehend.
Like every other flight so far, the flight was slightly delayed.
The captain said his usual apologies and soon after we were in the clouds.
The baby boy was going off his head, He was going CrAZYyyYyYYyYy.
Shut The F*ck Up you little c*nt !
The parents began to bicker about the non control of their child.
Paul and I got squirted on by a sippee cup.
My headrest was hung off and my ears were slapped by little ^angelic^ Charlie.
I considered popping all six of these tablets to knock myself out.
Instead i popped my earphones in and cranked my phone to 15/15 volume.
No success.
Charlie, the 1 and 1/2 year old baby boy, just wouldn't quit.
The mother responded to his shreeks, cries and screams with baby talk ... thinking that would calm him down, it didn't work.
He went on and on and on, just like the Duracell bunny.
"Charlieee why did you do that ? I was just trying to feed you, you dont have to hit me'"
"OwWww Charlie that hurt !" ... Good work Charlie, you did something good !
*Screech* *Shreek* *Cry* *Sook*
"Good boy Charlie, i'm so proud of youuu"
Shut the F*ck Up !!!!!!! both of you .. for f*cks sake !!!
8 hours felt like eternity... another 5 hours ... GAH ! another 4 hours ... GAH ! another 3, 2, 1 ...
I filled out the incoming passenger card, ready to declare the Sashimi knife in my luggage.
Hello Sydney ! Although the holiday was over, it was nice to know I was only moments away from seeing the wife again.
I wasn't so happy about going back to the real world.
For me, going on holidays has it's ups and downs.
The feeling of leaving work on the last day, knowing you are going away is awesome.
Arriving at the Airport departures. checking in & going through customs puts a spring in my step.
Landing at the destination and feeling so far away from reality is such a nice feeling.
Retail therapy is so soothing.
The mood changes when the trip reaches the half way mark, this is when i realise; OH NO there's only so many days left.
It starts to get depressing when there are only 1 or 2 days left.
The weight of the world falls back on my shoulders on the flight home, *sigh*
Our action packed whirlwind tour of Japan is going to be a trip that will never be forgotten.
There is no doubt when my memories fade, I can revert back to this blog to re-live it all over again ^_^
Thanks for reading.
