An Exhausting Day in Tokyo

 Our second day in Tokyo was a free one. According to what we had read our hotel was 'very near' the old Royal palace and gardens so we decided to go there to begin with. Now, 'very near' is a relative term and I can see that what is 'very near' for some might be 'not as near as all that' for others, and in the event it was about a 40 minute walk. I personally don't class that as 'very near' , and it felt a lot further given that it was a very hot sunny day. Also, as we couldn't read the street signs Google maps was doing some heavy lifting and I'm not always convinced that it's a strong as it needs to be.

We got there in the end. Sadly, after all the effort it turned out that the gardens were closed. The palace is never open but the gardens usually are so it was just our bad luck that our visit coincided with a public holiday that meant they were shut.  I got a distant view of the palace 

and here's a picture of some of the grounds outside the wall

all very nice but it would have been nicer to see it all close up! Incidentally the palace picture encapsulates one of the biggest problems we had with Tokyo - it's full of people. And I don't mean crowded, I mean full. You could not take  a picture anywhere without swarms of people being in it - this wasn't specific to Tokyo , we encountered it elsewhere too. What can I say? It's a small country with a lot of people in it; plus of course a fair number of tourists. (The garden picture has been highly edited to take out the people!)

In the afternoon we went to the district of Shinjuku. Shinjuku is one of the main shopping and entertainment districts of Tokyo; it also houses the busiest railway station in the world. That's not my hyperbole by the way, it's a fact. We went to Shinjuku because it had a huge anime store (son no 2 is a big fan) and a huge stationery and arts supplies shop. The anime shop was difficult to find which was odd considering it supposedly had 7 floors ( it didn't, but it did have 3, and it took an awful lot of wandering around to find the right sort of present for the offspring ) and by the time we had finished I was suffering from some very painful twinges in my back and we were both exhausted. So we went and had something to eat before setting off to find the stationery shop. This one has eight floors which would have been exciting to explore had the whole place not been rammed with people, many in groups cluttering up aisles. And there were too many aisles and too much stuff; it was jut overwhelming. I did manage to concentrate long enough to get a couple of small items but it was a let down as I had been looking forward to visiting the shop and having a long leisurely browse, but then I couldn't cope with the crowds and the mountains of stock - much of which I have to say looked lovely. We decided to cut our losses and I consoled myself with the thought that this was the flagship store of a chain and we'd probably find others as we made out way around Japan, but we never did. 

I'll say it later but I'll also say it now; we loved Japan. I wish I thought we had the time left to do a return visit, but even if we did we wouldn't go back to Tokyo. I'm glad I've seen it but I know I can no loner cope with the sort of crowds it generates - if I ever could. But anyway, that concluded our Tokyo adventures because  the next day was Embarkation Day! 

Day 1 - Fuji - and More

So when we booked the holiday it was a bit of a bundle. The main bit was the cruise, but it also included 3 nights/2 days in Tokyo at the beginning, and one of those days there was an included excursion to Mount Fuji and Lake Hakone. We'd wanted to have a free day in Tokyo first then do the excursion the day after, thereby giving us a bit of time to recover from the travelling, but that would have meant doing the excursion on a Sunday, and they don't run them on a Sunday. The result of all this was that the OH spent the second half of our journey to Japan muttering darkly about how it would be sensible to cancel the Fuji trip as we wouldn't be able to get up in time for it ( it was am early start!) and even if we did we would be too tired to enjoy it. Being a thrifty soul and conscious that we had actually already paid for this trip, I was loth to do that and said we should see how things went. And how they went was that we were awake in plenty of time to have breakfast and get to the meeting point and we didn't fall asleep in the coach either. 

( Spoiler - it was a great day and we both agreed we were really glad we hadn't cancelled it )

We know a few people who have been to Japan in the past few years. They have all gone to see Mount Fuji and not one of them had actually glimpsed the summit, as it was wreathed in cloud. We were very lucky; we had blue skies, sunshine and a great view of the mountain. 

They take you a fair way up, to what they call  the fifth station and there was a small shrine, a huge gift shop and an ice cream kiosk. The OH is always up for an ice cream and he tried the white peach flavour. It was delicious. Generally speaking the Japanese make great ice cream we discovered. 

You are enticed into the gift shop by being given a voucher to redeem for a set of free 'lucky bells'; the counter for this is strategically placed at the back of the shop so you have to go through it twice. That said it was one of the very few places we found in Japan that actually sold postcards of views/sites. Had I known this would be the case I would have bought more there, but, blithely ignorant, I restricted myself to three and then spent days afterwards fretting that I would never find any more. Don't get me wrong; there were beautiful postcards but they were of the art variety rather than the sort where you write  'we woz here' on the back and slap on a stamp. 

After Fuji we went to a restaurant for  a typical Japanese lunch. I did rather better with this than anyone could have anticipated, and made quite a good job of eating with chopsticks, not something I've attempted before. 

See that fish shaped thing? Not fish. Some sort of baked custard. 

After lunch we had a drumming performance by a group of local youngsters with Downs Syndrome. The tour company supports various local groups that provide activities and social events for people with disabilities. This group certainly enjoyed their drumming, and we did too. 

Then it was on to Lake Hakone for a short boat cruise. A beautiful trip ....

...passing some Shinto shrines on the way 

And finally we caught a cable car up to the top of one of the mountains for a panoramic view of the area. My dislike of heights notwithstanding I enjoyed the cable car trip  and the view was worth it, although the photograph doesn't do it justice. 

And then it was a case of 'everybody back on the coach' for the return to Tokyo. We weren't very hungry so just popped into one of Japan's famous convenience stores, (I think it was Family Mart, but don't quote me)  located just across the road from the hotel and bought some sandwiches and a packet of these

Yup, raspberry flavoured KitKats. We planned to go back the next day to try the strawberry version but somehow that never happened. 

Getting There

Absolute nightmare. There is no getting away from the fact that Japan is a long way from Scotland. And that means a long time in the air. In our case it also meant a long connection time in Dubai.  So we had to check in in Glasgow four hours before our first flight to Dubai, that took eight hours and was full of the most restless passengers I have ever encountered on an international flight, up and down like yo-yos and congregating in the aisles, then we had six hours in Dubai before the plane to Tokyo and that was another nine hours. And then we had to tackle Japanese Immigration which took - well I was going to say forever, but obviously that would be a lie! it did take hours though. Our transfer driver was getting more and more agitated, sending us messages saying he was waiting for us and we were sending messages back saying we were wafting for bags, going through immigration, we were through immigration and where was he now? By the time we got to our hotel it was almost two in the morning local time and we'd ben up for about 30 hours. We were definitely ready for bed. It was just as well we were so tired,  or we might have been even more dismayed by the size of our room. (It was very small). But as it was, all we cared about was finding somewhere to put the cases so we didn't fall over them on the way to the bathroom and crawling into bed for some much needed sleep.

I Iz back

 

I iz also full of cold, as is the OH, which is unfortunate as there is lots of catching up to do as there always is when you've been away and although I say 'full of cold' what I mean is basically poleaxed by some sort of bug which has snuck in while we thought all we were dealing with was lots of sneezing and the odd cough. 

We got back on Sunday afternoon and our suitcases arrived early evening Monday. This was due to what we were told was a safety protocol preventing the opening of the baggage hold door, which may or may not have been true. I almost wrote 'have been the case' there, but decided against ... The luggage was at least delivered to our door at the airline's expense and it did mean that I was relieved of the guilty feeling that I should  unpack and fill the washing machine as soon as we had got home and greeted both son no 2 and the cat. 

(I have now done two lots of washing but have yet to approach the ironing board. )

I have counted up this morning and I had 328 photos of our travels on my phone, now safely transferred to my laptop. They won't all be appearing on the blog, but at least I will have plenty to choose from. Some general thoughts on Japan and on cruising are upcoming, plus naturally a destination by destination description of 'what we did on our holidays'. Probably interspersed with our day to day stuff now we're back home, but fingers crossed I'll get it all in before Christmas. Or even Advent Season. 

A Relaxing Afternoon Out

 

I seemed to have been spending a lot of time indoors at the end of last week, plus we had son no 2 with us and we hadn't done much together,  so on Sunday I insisted we go out for a while. We ended up going to the Nature /RSPB reserve at Loch Leven which on paper looked like just what I needed. In the event that RSPB place is not at the end of the loch I would have liked to be at, i.e. the end with the island castle so that was a bit sad, but not, you know, huge. 

There is a heritage trail which goes all the way round and I hope to go back on several occasions in future,  join it at different points and walk a different bit of it each time. That said we did the wetlands walk which was about the right length for us, although sadly you don't see an awful lot of the loch as you do that, then we treated ourselves to some hot chocolate and cake in the cafe. As I said, a walk that loses us about 18 calories, then we stuff our faces with 256 more. There's a small shop as well, so I picked up my first pack of Christmas cards for this year. 

My packing is just about done although I was fazed by learning that Emirates, with whom we are flying, do not allow women to take  a piece of cabin baggage and a handbag. Every other airline I have ever used allows that, even Easyjet! On the upside at least I checked, rather than pitching up at the airport tomorrow  with an extra bag that wasn't allowed. Other than that it went relatively smoothly which is a good thing as I'm a teeny bit nervous still and didn't need to get stressed over the packing. 

So, a bientot! 

Wool stats and finished projects for September

 yes, I'm getting the standard posts (wool, books) out of the way early this month because the holiday is not far away now and when I come back I don't want to have to face doing those when I could be blogging about the trip. 

Just for info, we go on Wednesday and will be back just in time for the clock change; son no 2 is holding the fort here and cat sitting while we're gone. We are going to Japan; flying to Tokyo for a few days and then doing a cruise which circumnavigates Japan and also includes a stop in South Korea. I've gone through a few reactions since we booked it, settled for months on 'apprehensive' and I'm now slowly tipping over into 'excited'. Hopefully the dial will get to 'very excited ' at some point. I haven't told many people where we're going, but I'm very pleased that I told Heather way back in spring when we first booked it, otherwise she would never have known and she was so excited for us. It's a big holiday but it's a joint celebration of our Big Birthdays and everyone we know who has been there says it's wonderful, so fingers crossed. 

Meanwhile, the wool stats. In was 150g, of which 100g was this month's self striping sock club, currently half knit up (yay!) The other 50g was something I bought to make a present with for Christmas. Since it was Rowan Kidsilk Haze the present isn't growing particularly quickly but it will be ready in time. Out was 600g,  400g of this, which I bought in August,  went into the new top for my holiday, 54g got used up in a hat which is also a  Christmas present, 30g into my long term project and 116g was given away. Net decrease for the month was 450g, and for the year to date is 1942g. All in the right direction. I'd like to have a huge decrease in the next couple of months before the yearn advents arrive in December, but I'm not hopeful.  Especially since I won;t be getting much done on the holiday. Of course I'm taking knitting but probably only socks so we'll see how it goes. 

Meanwhile here's the top - not a great photo but it's very pretty, and it fits! The colour is much nicer than it shows here - a cornflower blue. 

And the hat. Yet again it's the fisherman's cap. I knitted this from stash yarn, with a 4ply and a suri alpaca held together which makes it lovely and warm. It doesn't seem much for a month but I did some cross stitch as well which was fun but it's soooo much slower than knitting. 

There may be one more post before we go but definitely not two, as Tuesday is dedicated to packing!

September Books

 

I read six books in September and started another and for the first time in ages there were more non crime than crime, and I found that very pleasing. 

The DNF, which was more a HES ( hardly even started ) was The Sewing Machine by Natalie Fergie. I got this from Borrowbox late at night and was somehow fooled into thinking it wasn't yet another bloated family saga told over decades of the C20, in which men are men and go off to war and women are downtrodden but find themselves by achieving financial independence in some fairly non-male threatening way. In the event this is exactly what this was. I think I gave it 50 pages before I sent it back. 

So with that out of the way ... the first one I finished was Juliet Barker's The Brontes: A Life in Letters ,which is obviously a re-read. I was rather concerned to find that I was not as annoyed by Charlotte and Emily as I remember being in the past; however I read it partly as preparation for rereading Barker's  monumental joint biography of all four Bronte children and I'm fairly sure that once I embark on that I will find Charlotte, at least, as irritating as ever.   Unless I have mellowed a great deal since I last read it. 

The book club chose a J D Kirk, not at my suggestion I hasten to add. It was his latest, called 'Better the Devil. It went down well which isn't surprising,. Quite a few members were already fans and it was the mixture as before; a bit of a plot, good interaction between team members  and lots of humour, sometimes very dark. 

After that was Robert Harris' Agrippa which had been very well reviewed and which I used an Audible credit for. This was a mistake. Obviously Harris has decided that Agrippa was a fairly stolid, 'follow orders and support the man in charge' military type which presumably works well  on the page. The story is told in the first person and sadly the narrator had decided that he needed to make Agrippa someone with no expression in his voice at all, presumably because he was a fairly stolid military type etc This made for dullness. In fact it made it a very good book to fall asleep to which hadn't at all been the plan. In fairness it straightened out for me a lot of history that I had been confused about before; also taught methat Augustus really wasn't a loud cuddly Brian Blessed type, he was a murdering, power hungry horror (I Claudius reference there for any reader old enough to catch it). I came to the conclusion that overall the book  would have been better as  a read than a listen. 

Next up was Savage her Reply by Deirdre Sullivan which retells the Irish myth of the Children of Lir, who were turned into swans by their stepmother. Sullivan tells the story from the point of view of the stepmother and makes her credible and sympathetic.  I was fascinated by this book and read it over only a few days, helped by the fact that Sullivan writes beautifully. Her prose is poetic without being pretentious and it flows like a river. Highly recommended if   myths and/or lyrical writing are your thing. 

Finally got around to Frankly, the memoir by Nicola Sturgeon of her life in Scottish politics. I won't say it was totally disillusioning, but politics, even when pursued in a good cause, seems to be a dirty business by default. 

And finally another crime novel, The Midnight Feast by Lucy Foley. I got this from Borrowbox because her latest book, which is a new Miss Marple novel commissioned by the Agatha Christie estate isn't available for months from the library and I thought this might give me a taste of her writing. It's less a crime novel than a ' who are all these people, how are they connected and what is going to happen next' novel. It was soooooooooooooooo slow. I got so impatient with it. Multiple POVs, and two time periods, and at the end the number of connections between this seemingly random group of people stretched credibility to its borders and beyond. I'm not saying that I don't like loose ends to be tied up in a book because I do. What I'm saying is that not all loose ends need to end up in the same oversized knot. Very disappointing.