|The lobby of Hotel Metropolitan|
Today is our final day in Tokyo. So how am I feeling? I feel torn. That's because on one hand, the thought of going home back to my loved ones & my guitars pleases me but on the flip side of the coin, the thought of leaving Tokyo & the cold weather here to face the fucking humid and hot tropical weather again back home depresses me.
My final wish before I go home is to visit again the place I found yesterday evening where me & my Lioness hung out the last time we were in Tokyo. One final bite of the memories and it will make it easier for me to tear myself away. Or perhaps harder. I can't decide. Painful as it may well be, I've just got to feed again.
I've told the girls last night about the area and Tokyu Hands. They are interested in visiting Tokyu Hands because they wish to check out the handy & quirky gadgets there. When I told them about the Sanrio shop, some of them didn't seem too interested though. Hhmm. So we made arrangements last night to go over there today.
And speaking of the previous night, Clarissa came knocking on our doors dressed up in this black maid costume with white apron and presented cups of tea on a tray for us as a funny nice surprise. My door closed by itself when I stepped outside and Lily asked me: "You do have your keycard with you, yes?"
"Oh shit!" I exclaimed and hauled ass down to the lobby and a hotel staff came up with me to open my door with their keycard while my colleagues laughed at me. I'm glad to be of entertainment value.
|Ikebukuro in the day|
As I'm walking, I commit to memory the features of the place and the route to Tokyu Hands because I know I will surely be retracing my steps back from the opposite direction should me & my Lioness come back to Tokyo and stay in Prince Hotel again so that I can show her what I've seen, tell her my story of the previous night and bring her to enjoy the famous Ramen along the way. I hope that will happen someday.
|Back to the Tokyu Hands area|
|Some of the merchandise in Tokyu Hands|
Giving each other pointers & suggestions regarding our intended purchase, we chat up a lady speaking fluent English. Asking if she's from Hong Kong, she replies me that she's Japanese. Kinda rare to come across by chance a Japanese who can speak excellent English.
|My tax rebate form|
|Me outside Tokyu Hands|
|Outside 無敵家 Ramen|
|My Ramen - An upgraded Déjà Vu|
Everyone is supposed to gather at '無敵家' Ramen which is the most famous Ramen eatery in the area just a short walking distance away from our hotel. '無敵家' within the context of the Ramen industry means 'the best Ramen store without rivals.' The Ramen I'm having here is indeed a far cry from the Ramen I've had during the day we touched down in Tokyo.
|Lending a shoulder to Ken in the Ramen eatery|
After our Ramen lunch, we did some more last-minute shopping before going back to our hotel where a coach will take us to Narita airport for our flight home. While waiting in the hotel lobby, I took off my coat and went outside to enjoy the cold again in just jeans & t-shirt. Better drink in every last drop of the cold since I hate humidity so much.
|Nakau and the area around it|
|Outside Prince Hotel|
I'm pleasantly surprised when the coach reaches Prince Hotel and just like Nakau, I took a snapshot of it. I feel like I'm going through a final recap of the places in Tokyo which have an impact on me and which have taken permanent residence in my memory as I head towards the airport to go home. I feel like bawling and there is this lump in my throat. I swallowed it hard.
|At Narita Airport|
Inside the plane, this air stewardess flirted with me and really paid attention to my needs. When we reached Changi Airport and alighted from the plane, I saw her with a guy and they seemed to be arguing.
Anyway, I went outside the airport cursing the humidity and Jace came out later to join me and we chatted awhile before going home after I helped her to load up her luggage into the boot of her cab.
|My new Porter sling bag|
Here are the bits I haven't mentioned about this Tokyo trip:
1) After the iterinaries of the day were completed, nights were spent roaming the streets either with my female colleagues or all by myself. My male colleagues slept early.
2) I drank lots of Sapporo beer. I'm also grateful to my Lioness for packing for me packets of my favourite 3-in-1 coffee to bring over with me.
3) There was this particular night when Jace & me got lost as we were roaming about the streets. Needless to say, the both of us enjoyed the experience. Jace is an inquisitive thrill-seeker as much as I am. Telling her it was better to be lost around the vicinity near the hotel rather than venturing into even more unfamiliar new areas in an attempt to locate the hotel, we soon found the Ramen shop after lots of wandering around. From there, we knew our way back.
So both of us treated ourselves to the Ramen there before the rest of our colleagues had the chance to >:) We even asked somebody to take a picture for us in the street. The sky can come tumbling down and me & my colleague-sister will still find ways to enjoy ourselves.
In conclusion, this Tokyo trip was a bitter-sweet experience for me but despite the painful ordeal of missing someone really terribly, I had a really impactful and eye-opening trip. This trip has made me aware about certain things regarding myself and that is an invaluable thing.
Sayonara, Tokyo. Till I come haunting your streets again..
- De Lion Speaks