Tokyo Disneyland

It’s 11:18pm here outside of Tokyo, and I’m just settling in to post for the day. It’s been a long one. We were up at 6:00am, out the door of my sister’s apartment at 7:45am, at the Hilton Tokyo Bay by 8:45 and in Tokyo Disneyland just after 9:00am. We finally got back to the hotel at 10:20pm and into the room about 25 minutes after that. Phew!

Tokyo Disneyland looks and feels a lot like Walt Disney World, although a few things seem out of place or are different:

• Main Street is called “World Bazaar” and has a roof, kind of like Fremont Street in Las Vegas without the light show.
• Frontierland is called “Westernland,” and a new area called “Critter Country” exists. Thunder Mountain Railroad (which seemed a bit longer and twistier) is in Westernland, but Splash Mountain is in Critter Country.
• Haunted Mansion is in Fantasyland.
• Star Tours, from Disney Studios, is in Tomorrowland.
• As you can imagine, there is no Hall of Presidents or anything from colonial America.
• The railroad just goes around Westernland, not the whole park.
• You have to pay to ride the Monorail between the parks and the hotels. It’s about $11 for a three-day unlimited pass.

On the plus side, I found the park tickets to be relatively inexpensive. Beth and I paid $100 for two days, one at each park. Joey was $88 and Jessie was $69. A two-day ticket in Florida is $148 for anyone over 10, and $124 for anyone 3 to 9. That means we would have paid $592 for two days in Florida, and instead we paid $257 here in Japan.

Food was probably about the same cost. Lunch was $40, but burgers, fries and drinks for dinner was $28. I think the difference with dinner was that we got “sets” – their term for combination meals. I took a photo of the lunch menu for two reasons. First, I hope the Japanese writing will prove that I’m actually here. Second, I’ve been dying to tell you about how every restaurant in Japan displays its food using plastic replicas. Someone is making a fortune off plastic food in this country. Everything you can make out in the box is plastic.

To continue with the food — A small popcorn was $3. A large souvenir tub of popcorn was $11, with each refill at $5. You could choose from the following popcorn types: saled, honey, chocolate, cream soda and curry. We didn’t find cheese. I did think the souvenir photo from Splash Mountain was inexpensive at $12.50. I can’t recall the exact amount in Florida, but that just seems inexpensive. (I’ll bring the photo to the office, if anyone cares to see.)

The most popular ride – Pooh’s Hunny Hunt. It wasn’t even close. Beth went over to get a Fast Pass at about 9:30am and the line to get the Fast Pass was 15 minutes long, and the earliest pass then was 6:00pm. We went back at around 8:00pm and the wait was still 45 minutes! Buzz Lightyear’s Astro Blasters, Thunder Mountain Railroad and Splash Mountain were also very popular. However, we walked right on Star Tours and had no trouble with Haunted Mansion or Pirates of the Caribbean. Space Mountain was closed, so I can’t report there.

Our day started in Fantasyland, which is the preferred path for us Disney Veterans. We went on Alice’s Tea Party and It’s a Small World to get going. We got Fast Passes for Haunted Mansion, and, to kill time, went on Peter Pan and Dumbo. Joey and I skipped Dumbo for popcorn. After Haunted Mansion, we got Fast Passes for Buzz (for 6:00pm), and headed to Toon Town. We went on Gadget’s Go Coaster (Goofy’s Barnstormer in Florida) and then had lunch. After lunch, we went to Tomorrowland on the Grand Circuit Raceway, which unlike Florida, had no wait. As you may be able to make out in the photo, the cars had this neat feature that disengaged the gas pedal, if you came too close to the car in front.

From the raceway, we went to Star Tours and walked right on. Next, we went to Pirates of the Caribbean and got Fast Passes for Thunder Mountain Railroad. After Pirates, we dallied a bit before the afternoon parade.

Are you tired yet?

After the parade, we got Fast Passes (for 9:25pm!) on Splash Mountain and went on Jungle Cruise, but the kids were running out of gas. We rested for 20 minutes or so, until our 5:00pm Fast Passes on Thunder Mountain Railroad. From there, we went through Fantasyland to Buzz, stopping at Pinnochio and the Carousel for quick rides. From Buzz, we had dinner and stopped to watch the Electric Lights parade. (Between dinner and the parade, some went back to It’s a Small World and others went to Snow White. I sat.) From the parade, we went back on Thunder Mountain Railroad and then on Splash Mountain twice.

That’s it. Out of the park – monorail – hotel – and soon bed.

Tomorrow, we start all over again at Disney Sea. We’re meeting for breakfast at 9:00am, and the park opens at 10:00am. It will, unfortunately, be our last full day in Japan on this trip.

More Kyoto and Back to Tokyo for One Night

The rain came back today, in full force. As a result of the weather and some general tiredness, today was a slow day. We spent the morning in Kyoto, caught a 3:29pm train back to Tokyo, and are now safely here – packing for our two days at Disney.

My day actually began in the rain, when I attempted to run out and find some breakfast for Beth and me at a local bakery. If found the “local” bakery about six blocks away in a subway underground. By the time I made the 20 minute round trip, the combination of pouring rain and high humidity left me hot and tired, when the day hadn’t really begun. On the plus side, it did give me reason to explain “humiture” to my kids.

Once back at the ryokan, we left the bags in the front lobby and set out for more adventures. This time, we decided to walk, rather than trying to get nine people and a stroller on and off buses. This made for a nice stroll, albeit in and out of rain. After about 20 minutes, we arrived at Heian Jingu Shrine. Here we saw two large gates and a very large ceremonial courtyard, which you can see in the photos. Compared to some of the other temples, this one isn’t nearly as old, but is very serene and elegant.

From there, we walked about five minutes back to the Kyoto Handicraft Center, which is best described as seven floors of tourist diversion on a rainy day. We started on the 7^th floor, where the kids made some crafts themselves. Joey made two Japanese woodblock prints. Woodblock printing is a craft in which a series of carved woodblocks are used to make prints that are overlaid on top of each other with different colors. Jessie set about painting a ceramic bell. My niece and nephew each made a spinning top out of paper strips. The 2^nd, 3^rd, 4^th and 5^th floors are packed with different vendors each hawking their wares to tourists. There was some tourist schlock, but some was actually quite nice and very expensive. Beth really liked some vases, but they were $600 each. We ended up buying Joey a Japanese puzzle box, and Beth bought a woodblock print, a small ceramic plate, and a large scarf that she plans to frame and hang.

When we were shopped out, we opted to take the place up on the free shuttle to any hotel in the city (that shows you how touristy it is). Because the 1:00pm shuttle was full, they actually paid for two taxis to take us back to our hotel. Once there, we walked back to the subway underground for lunch, and we promptly split up. Joey and I went for soba. My brother-in-law and nephew went for curry. And all the ladies went to a fried pork/chicken/shrimp place. Once done with lunch, we doubled back to get our luggage, headed to the train station, and got on that 3:29pm train.

Tokyo was no better weather-wise. We waited a good 20 minutes for the bus (under an overhand, fortunately), before making it back to my sister’s apartment. We’re now packing up to leave in the morning for Disney. Since we’ll be leaving for home on Wednesday directly from Disney, we’re packing everything up. The weather forecast actually looks very good.

Kyoto (written on June 28)

Today was your basic sight seeing day in Kyoto. I neglected to mention in my post yesterday that there is a strong police presence in the city right now due to a meeting of the G8 foreign ministers. There are streets blocked and police in riot gear standing guard in various areas. It’s a bit spooky.

Last night’s sleep in the ryokan was a bit fitful. After one day in a bed in the past eight, I’m ready for my memory foam mattress topper back in Chesterfield. Tokyo Disneyland looms on the horizon, where we’ll be in a hotel with real mattresses/beds. Yahoo!

I began the day with a trip to the traditional Japanese bath in the ryokan’s basement. In a traditional Japanese bath, one washes themselves first and then sits in a Japanese bath. Sounds simple, right? Well, first, when you leave the changing you room, you walk into the bath with your wash cloth. That’s it. Then, the washing is done sitting on an upside down basin, looking into a mirror with a bunch of other people doing the same thing near you. Then the bath itself is so hot that when you move it hurts. I don’t know if it was the hottest spa I’ve been in, but it was close. Since the hotel is small and has a low occupancy rate, I was by myself, but you can imagine if it’s crowded. Oh – I forgot to mention that men and women are separate.

Breakfast was a traditional Japanese breakfast, which mean sitting on the floor with a low table and no Frosted Flakes. In addition to green tea, we had rice and seaweed, some cold scrambled egg (picture it in a rainbow mold), miso soup, poached salmon, salad with ham and a bunch of other things that neither I, Joey nor my nephew Aki can remember. Sorry.

Then we headed out for the day. We made two stops: Kiyomizu and Kinkaku. Both are old temples that are set on spectacular grounds. As this is a Saturday, both areas were crowded with locals and tourists.

Kiyomizu is at the top of a very long and steep hill – and I mean a long and very steep hill. It was as if someone, back in the day, said “Let’s build a gorgeous temple at the top of a mountain so that only those people who are really serious about religion will make it up here.” Or – as Beth put it, maybe it was built in a valley and an earthquake made it a mountain. Perhaps.

On the way up to the temple, you run a gamut of souvenir stores and restaurants. Just like Miyajima yesterday. Odd how that happens. We saw one store that offered a bunch of spiderman materials, but the owner refused to let me take a picture inside the store. I’m still not sure why.

Kiyomizu itself is fantastic. It overlooks all Kyoto and is a tremendous architectural feat, built on these large wooden timber stilts. Once you get to the temple itself, you still have a long walk ahead of you to get through the buildings and the grounds. There are several shrines at which you can pray or make an offering of incense. There is also a natural spring from which you can drink and make a wish. I understand why my sister says it’s her favorite temple in all of Japan.

Kinkaku is called The Temple of the Golden Pavilion. It’s not as scenic as Kiyomizu in terms of view, but the landscaping is extremely beautiful. The temple sits in the middle of a lake and is indeed very gold. The grounds are well kept, and there are several areas where you can contribute funds to the temple and make a wish. We let the kids use coins up to 10 yen (about 10 cents), but wouldn’t go higher, so eventually we ran out of coins.

By the time we got through Kinkaku it was close to 3:00 and was raining. We stopped in small restaurant from some soba and udon (types of noodle soups), before heading back to the hotel. After another trip to the Japanese bath, it was dinner time.

My sister, brother-in-law and I wore our Yukata robes. Yes – not all Japanese robes are kimonos. We again sat on the ground with a low table. If my memory serves me right, dinner included: shark fin soup with a big chunk of tofu, eel on a bed of pickled eggplant, shrimp and eggplant tempura, sashimi (tuna, sea urchin wrapped in yellow tail, octopus), some fried whitefish, assorted pickled vegetables, shrimp cooked on a bed of pickled vegetables, miso soup, rice, fruit for dessert (honeydew, grapes, watermelon), and some sort of green jellied stuff that I couldn’t get up the courage to eat. Beth and I also added some Asahi to get everything down. I have to say it was extremely tasty and very filling. I’d do it again, if it wasn’t just ridiculously expensive.

One more night here in Kyoto and touring tomorrow before we head back on the Shinkansen to Tokyo. Monday morning, we’re up early and off to Tokyo Disneyland before coming back to the US.

A Day to Remember (written on June 27)

We spent the day today in Hiroshima, and now I write to you from the lobby of our hotel in Kyoto, after about a two hour train ride back in the direction of Tokyo. My sister has booked us a Hotel Nishimaya, which is a ryokan – a traditional Japanese inn. We’ve got a family room, if you are looking at the site.

As noted yesterday, we spent today on a tour in Hiroshima. I will come clean and admit that I finally made a pit stop at a Starbucks. I’m normally a grande or venti-a-day guy, but I hadn’t had a Starbucks in over a week. The stuff hit me like an 18-wheeler, but, once it got into my system, it was the fix I needed. I’m never going a week without Starbucks again. (They should pay me for this.)

Our first stop for the day was at Miyajima. Miyajima is an island shrine, accessible only by boat from Hiroshima. The legend has it that sometime in the 12th century, I think, the grandmother of a young emperor, in an attempt to save him from a coup, grabbed him and fled underwater to an “underwater kingdom.” Not finding the kingdom, she and the emperor drowned. Her body washed up on the beach where the shrine now is, but the emperor’s body was never found. The island, in reality, is part shrine and part tourist mecca. After we saw the shrine and took the requisite pictures, we were given an hour free time to find lunch and peruse a two-block row of souvenir shops. I will admit that we had a fabulous lunch of fried and grilled oysters, but it was still clearly a tourist haven. Perhaps the neatest (or oddest) thing on the island is the free roaming deer. They are everywhere and will walk right up to you and sniff your pockets for food. They warned us that the deer would eat anything that is dropped, and they were right. I saw two island maps being chewed on by two deer.

The remainder of the day was spent at the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park and Museum. I’m really not sure how to put those few hours into words. When you are on site of one of only two atomic bomb explosions and see the devastation for yourself, it’s mind numbing. No pictures from there out of respect for the victims.

I have been to two concentration camps in Poland: Auschwitz and Birkenau. I have also been to the Holocaust Museum in Washington, D.C. twice. I have said repeatedly that each time in the museum, the way it is laid out, impacted me more than the camps themselves. If you have been to the Holocaust Museum in DC, you know that you are emotionally and mentally drained after leaving. My feeling then is the only feeling to which I can compare my feelings today.

Like the Holocaust Museum, the Peace Memorial Museum pulls no punches. It shows Hiroshima before the blast and after. It shows graphic pictures of the devastation to property and the devastation to people, with no punches pulled. There is picture after picture of full-body burns, missing eyes, glass shards embedded in walls, furniture, and people. There is case after case of remnants from 11, 12 and 13-year old students that died: their lunchboxes, clothes, bicycles, notebooks, etc. They show you shadows made by people who were instantly vaporized. They explain the impact of radiation graphically, including pictures that belong in medical textbooks. They also explain the history of nuclear weapons from earliest creation through the Cold War and present day. They point out that, despite treaties, there are still many, many nuclear weapons in existence – most way more powerful than the bombs that hit Hiroshima and Nagasaki. I would challenge anyone to walk through the museum and not come away thinking we need to get rid of all nuclear weapons.

As if the museum wasn’t impactful enough, the walk we took through the park to get to the museum was as well. We started near the bomb’s epicenter at the remnants of a building now called the “Atomic Dome,” which was one of the few buildings to survive the blast. We walked past a children’s monument, where millions of origami cranes are in cases as testament to the sacrifices made by children, both during the blast and years later due to cancer and other diseases. There is an eternal flame that will stay lit until all nuclear weapons are abolished, and a memorial that encases the names of all those that perished.

The day was made even more meaningful by our guide. Her husband, who is 80-years-old, was ill and home during the blast. He was 17 at the time and, had he not been ill, would most likely have perished. Her father-in-law hasn’t been seen since the blast – no body, no nothing. Her brother-in-law lived a short time after the blast. He was 13. At the time of the blast, she lived on an island 10km south of Hiroshima and wasn’t impacted.

My apologies for going on so long. I wanted to get this out before too long, so that I could express to you the reaction that I had. I’m not sure what my 10-year old thinks. I know my almost 13-year-old didn’t know much about the arms race and did learn quite a bit. But, since he’s almost 13, he can’t admit that to his dad.

Tomorrow, we’re touring temples in Kyoto. Have a good weekend.

On To Hiroshima (written on June 26)

I am writing tonight from my hotel room in Hiroshima. They have high speed Internet here, but “high speed” is probably not an accurate description. It’s not 2400 baud, but it’s not DSL either.

After my post last night, Beth and I went out with my sister and brother-in-law for a couple of hours, leaving the kids in the apartment. Before anyone calls child welfare services, I would point out that my sister’s kids were all sound asleep, and Joey (12) and Jessie (10) are more than capable of minding the store.

Our first stop was a pachinko and slot parlor. This is the closest thing to a casino in Japan. If you haven’t played pachinko, I’m not sure how to describe it. You shoot tiny balls up into a grid. As they fall, you hope they fall into a specific hole which activates a slot machine in the center. Theoretically, the slot machine hits some combination, and more balls fall out the bottom. Then you redeem the balls for money. I say “theoretically,” because we never did see it happen. We got the balls in the right hole several times, but the slots never paid off.

From there we walked a bit and ended up at a Korean Barbeque. Here, you order meat and/or vegetables and cook them on a grill in the center of the table. A few plates of meet and two draft Kirins, and I was good for the night.

Today, we caught the bullet train from Tokyo at 12:10pm. We purchased a 7-day Japan Rail pass, which, although cheaper than individual tickets, does not allow us to travel of the fastest “Nozomi” trains. Instead, we traveled on the “Hikari” trains. The difference was one transfer and about 40 minutes. The train left Tokyo on-time at 12:10 and, after a change in Osaka, we arrived in Hiroshima at 4:56.

We covered a distance of 423 miles in four hours and 46 minutes. St. Louis to Chicago is 260 miles or so. I checked Amtrak. Time from St. Louis to Chicago via train is a minimum of five hours and 20 minutes – and that’s with a 4:35am departure from St. Louis. So, we covered 163 more miles in 34 less minutes! That is the benefit of a bullet train.

The train was comfortable, but somewhat plain. The countryside seemed similar after a while, but houses did move farther apart as we got into the country. The train system was very easy to navigate. Signs and announcements were in English. The car number was posted on the platform, so that you could line up right where your car was going to be. We had assigned seats and had no trouble finding them.

Our hotel in Hiroshima is right at the train station, which we did for a quick exit tomorrow. It’s called the Hotel Granvia, and, although on the edge of the city, has a nice view of the downtown from our room on the 14^th floor. We had dinner at a Benihana-like place where we got to cook our own food and took a quick walk towards the center of town before heading back here. Beth and I have been sleeping on very thin mats on the floor at my sister’s, so, as you can imagine, we are excited about having a real bed. The hotel also has a heated seat on the toilet. (What do you write after that?)

Tomorrow, we have a tour that will take us to Miyajima, which is an island shrine, and then to the Hiroshima Peace Museum. I anticipate the latter to be as impactful as the Holocaust Museum in D.C. (which hit me harder than the actual camps I visited in Poland).

Finding Godzilla and Some General Observations (written on June 25)

No rain today – again. Cloudy, overcast, humid – but no rain.

We took the train mid-morning to an area called Ryoguku that is known for two things – Sumo Wrestling and the Edo-Tokyo Museum. We were there for the latter, although we did see a few sumo strolling about the area. The museum is just over 10-years old and tells a very compelling story about the history of Edo/Tokyo from the mid-10^th century or so through the present. In case you are wondering, Edo officially changed its name to Tokyo late in the 19^th century right at the time when it returned to imperialism with the advent of the Meiji era.

The most remarkable thing about the exhibit is the repeated disasters that have befallen the city. As Wikipedia notes, every 25 to 50 years from 1600 to 1945, the city was hit by earthquakes, fires, tsunamis or some other disaster. The exhibit featured the Great Fire of Meiriki in 1657 that killed 100,000 people, the Kanto earthquake in 1923, and the air raids during World War II. The museum also had a few hands-on exhibits, including a rickshaw that we could sit on.

After the museum, we returned to the Toys R Us store in Odaiba to purchase a Tamagatchi that Jessie had found earlier in the week. At the time, we assumed we would see it in other locations, but we never did. The Tamagatchi was marked at 3,400 yen, but when scanned came up at 1,000 yen. Lucky me.

We then headed back towards the Ginza and, for the first time all week, separated. My wife and kids went off to find a Japanese department store to wander through. They ended up at Matzusakaya. I went off in search of Godzilla.

Eric Lowing threw down the gauntlet overnight, sticking a comment on my last post about a Godzilla statue in the Ginza. Wanting to prove my “Amazing Race” worth, I set off in search. I did use Google a bit, and I had Eric’s vague directions, but most of the guidance on the Internet was similarly vague. Only one posting showed the general area on a map, and that was good enough. It is a very unassuming statue that isn’t on any map or in any guidebook. It took a little wandering and some repeated stopping to look at my map – but I found it. Eric – this photo as right is for you.

Eventually, I’ll post a blog with some general observations, but here are a few to build on my bullet points several posts back:

• There are beverage machines everywhere. You can buy some soda, a lot of water and green team, some vitamin drinks, and a jillion types of coffee (mostly lattes) in a can or bottle. I’ve never seen that type of coffee in the US.
• All toilets, public and private, have the ability to spray water to clean you and then air to dry you. Honestly, I can’t get up the nerve to try. My sister, who lived her for 7 years earlier in her life, has never tried it either. My brother-in-law, who is Japanese, uses it every time.
• I’m almost used to the driving on the left. It is so hard to learn to look right when getting ready to cross the street. By the time I routinely look right, I’ll be on my way home.
• There are very few trash cans around. We’ve walked blocks with trash in our hand unable to put it anywhere. My sister says it’s security to prevent bombs. However, when you do find a trash can, there are separate slots for plastic, aluminum, and everything else. The whole country recycles.
• The mobile phones in Japan are much larger than ours. However, they do so much more. People are regularly watching television programs, listening to music and playing games. On the subway and train, my guess is the 50% have earphones in.
• Commercial establishments occupy all floors in a building. It’s not unusual to see signs (I’ll have photos later) for restaurants or stores located on each floor of a six-story building. Very few have street fronts. I think it’s hard to know whether a restaurant is good or bad without being able to at least see the atmosphere.

So, tomorrow (Thursday) we get on a bullet train for a day in Hiroshima, followed by two in Kyoto, before returning on Sunday to Tokyo. I don’t know yet whether I’ll be able to post from either city. I think, for simplicity and lighter load, I’m going to leave my laptop in Tokyo. I will post if I can. There is a business center in our hotel in Hiroshima, so that may afford me an opportunity to post, albeit without pictures. In Kyoto, where we are staying in a ryokan – and sleeping as a family on tatami mats – it is less likely.

Blue Sky Over Tokyo (written June 24)

Someone listened to my pleas. There was not a single drop of rain today, and the sun shined brightly. Once, we actually crossed to the opposite side of a street to get into the shade!!

Today, my sister returned to work. Two of her kids were in school, and my brother-in-law watched their youngest for the day. So, the four members of the Mayer family were on our own in Tokyo. I’m happy to report that we’ve made it back safe-and-sound, albeit completely exhausted.

(The day started with a lovely 7:00am conference call with EDS. But, when you take a call from a 10^th floor balcony overlooking Tokyo, life isn’t really that bad.)

Our first stop this morning was at Hinode Pier, where we caught a river cruise for a 40-minute trip up the Sumida River to Asakusa, which is the primary area of Tokyo that remains from when it was called Edo. We boarded the boat with about 5 minutes to spare and enjoyed the calm trip up the river. In about 40 minutes, we passed under about 10 bridges. It was very touristy, but worth the relaxation and the sights. We did see an odd-looking building with a Viking horn on top, as shown at the link from “river cruise” above.

Asakusa was tourist heaven. My sister had said we couldn’t come to Tokyo and not go there. From what I saw, it was a row of vendors selling the same souvenir schlock that led to an old temple. (This doesn’t bode well for my trip to Kyoto in a few days, where all I will see is temples!) It did, however, have a nice looking pagoda (see photo), which counts for something.

We walked from Asakusa, by way of lunch at McDonald’s, all the way down Asakusa Dori to Ueno Park. Look on a map if you get a chance, and you’ll understand why my two kids were whining the entire time. My wife and I were enjoying the sights and sounds, but the walk was long. It stretched a two-stop subway ride. Along the way we passed Kappabashi Dori, also known as kitchen town. There is store after store here selling plates, utensils, kitchen items, etc. Ueno Park is like Forest Park in St. Louis or Central Park in Manhattan. It is an oasis within Tokyo, complete with Zoo, Art Museum, Science Museum and many lengths of walking paths. The water pictured on most maps is covered by water lilies and bamboo – see the photo and you’ll get the idea.

From there (get out your maps again boys and girls), we took the Ginza Subway line to . . . the Ginza. This is an area very reminiscent of Manhattan with newer office buildings and top-of-the-line shopping. We came right up from the subway into the Sony Building, where they have four floors of exhibits of their latest technology. Joey and I agreed that there was nothing there that had a massive “wow” factor to it, but quite a few things that were very, very cool. One of them is a new MP3 player called “Rolly” which plays your tunes aloud, while dancing and moving around the house. With added software, you can actually program Rolly’s movements. After Sony, we headed towards Shinbashi and stopped at Hakuhinkan Toy Store, which was very similar to Kiddy Land that we saw yesterday, but is renowned as the best toy store in Tokyo. Four floors of toys and more toys, all segmented by type and age level on each floor – including the remote controlled robot soccer shown in the photo.

This evening, we went out for a traditional ramen soup dinner with my sister, brother-in-law and their family. It was very tasty and very quick. From there, we drove downtown and went up the Tokyo Tower. It gave us great views, but when you don’t really know the town, it is hard to know what you are seeing. The biggest challenge was holding the camera still for the “night” pictures, which opens the shutter wider and longer – but if you move the camera even a bit, everything comes out blurry. However, in the gift shop on the 2^nd floor, I found some Spiderman souvenirs that specifically said “Spiderman Tokyo.” Way cool.

Tomorrow, chance of rain 40%. I’m not holding my breath for sun. Today was too good to be true.

Day Three – A Break in The Rain (written on June 23)

Despite forecasts, we only had a smidgen of rain today, and, in general, none that prevented any of the sightseeing we did. In fact, until we took a drive outside of Tokyo for dinner, we had only felt intermittent drops all day. I guess someone was listening to my complaints. The forecast for tomorrow shows an 80% chance of rain. So much for the break.

Fair warning – this is the longest post of my trip thus far. We did a lot of walking today.

We started our day walking to a subway stop to head into town. My sister lives in the Ota-ku Ward of Tokyo, which is in the Southwest portion of the city. The residential portion of Ota-ku is a combination of apartments and single family houses. The houses comes in all shapes and sizes, some of them shoehorned into the tiniest of lots and built straight up. I suspect many of them have less than the space my sister has in her apartment. She could tell something was a single-family house and not an apartment by the number of entrances. Many of these tiny places go for prices in excess of $1M. It’s San Francisco revisited.

Our first stop was the Meiji Shrine in the center of Tokyo. Emperor Meiji was the great-grandfather of current emperor Akhito and lived into the early 20^th century. The Shrine was built not long after the Emperor and Empress Shoken died and was then rebuilt in 1958 after the original was demolished in World War II. We followed the Shinto custom of washing our hands and then praying. We also bought a few good luck charms.

From there we walked down through Harajuku, one of the trendier areas of Tokyo. We first headed down Takeshita Dori, which is a pedestrian alley on which are many stores selling eclectic clothing, some food stores (including a McDonald’s) and, from what they tell me, some gentlemen’s establishments. After stopping for some crepes on Takeshita Dori (see photo), we wandered down Ometesando. To me, this looks like the Rodeo Drive or 5^th Avenue of Tokyo. Everything from Ralph Lauren to Louis Vitton to Jimmy Choo to Prada to Chanel had a store here. We spent a lot of time in a toy store called Kiddy Land. We saw very little that isn’t in the US, save what appears to be a Dance Dance Revolution knock-off for the week. Note the man dancing in the photo. Overall, given the English signage on all these stores, it is easy to forget where you are.

We emerged off Ometasando onto Aoyama Dori and made our way to Shibuya. Shibuya is the area most people think of when they think of Tokyo. If you’ve seen Lost in Translation, you’ve seen this area. At the heart of Shibuya, near the train station, is an area where at least five streets intersect and create a “scrambled intersection.” Periodically, all traffic is stopped and pedestrians flood the intersection going from corner to corner. Just outside the station is a dog statue that is a popular meeting spot. The dog is named Hachiko and legend says that from 1923 to 1935 he waited for his master there each day. After his master died, the statue was erected.

After a short rest at my sister’s, we drove south of Tokyo towards Kawasaki City for dinner at a chain restaurant called Kappa Sushi. No menus here. You either grab plates of sushi as they pass by your table on a conveyor belt or order via a touch screen to have your food delivered via an electric train. At the end of your meal, the waitress counts up plates to determine how much to charge you. My brother-in-law (the 3-hour marathoner) had 15 plates, but Joey held his own with 13. I guess conveyor-belt sushi is a big deal. It has its own Wikipedia entry.

Tomorrow, my sister heads back to work, and we’re on our own. I hope to be back here with another posting. That will mean we had a successful day and didn’t get lost.

Did I Mention It Is Rainy Season in Japan? (written on June 22)

Yesterday I wrote that it had rained about 50% of the time. If you add in today and, if my math is right, we’re up to 75%, and it feels like 100%. We haven’t really seen the sun since we landed, although yesterday the clouds thinned enough mid-afternoon to put sunglasses on. Today, it has rained from mid-morning and hasn’t stopped. We just walked four blocks to and from dinner at an Italian restaurant chain here called Saizeriya, and it was really coming down. I swear that it was raining inside my umbrella as we walked back home.

The Japanese seem very prepared for rain. Everyone appears to carry an umbrella. Then, at the front of every restaurant or store or museum, etc., there is a dispenser of long plastic sleeves into which you can put your umbrella. Inside the plastic sleeve, you can safely bring your umbrella inside or even stuff it in a backpack, and it gets nothing else wet. I have never seen these in the US.

We spent most of the day at the International Tokyo Toy Show 2008 at the Tokyo Big Sight convention center. We got there around 9:20am or so, and we thought it was crowded. We were wrong. By the time we left at 12:15pm, you couldn’t move in the main corridors. The show was primarily geared to toys for kids under 10, and, thus, it wasn’t a place for Nintendo or Microsoft to exhibit their video games. If you think stereotypical Japanese toys, you’d be right. Hello Kitty and the Power Rangers (Bandai) were very prominent. There were also a lot of toys that came with their own trading cards and a lot of Lego knock offs, although Lego was there as well. The Godzilla pictured is noted as “not on sale until July.” The best item, based on the time I spent with Joey and my nephew Aki, is a building toy called Wammy. I can’t find an English language site, so I assume it’s not yet in the US.

We spent the rest of the day in the same section of Tokyo, called Odaiba. Odaiba is built on reclaimed land and looks about as futuristic as an area can get. It was finished just in late 1990s, with some of the rail opening just a few years ago. The subway is above ground (a la the Disney World Monorail), and buildings look right out of Logan’s Run.

We ate at a food court in a mall called Aqua City, where I resisted the urge to go to McDonald’s. Joey did not resist and had a massive thing called a Mega Mac that had four hamburger patties instead of two. According to what I read via Google, the sandwich, out since early 2007 in Japan, was such a hit that it quickly became permanent beyond its “available for a limited time” status. We then went next door to Joypolis, an indoor amusement park run by Sega, where we played games for a several hours, just to stay out of the rain.

Tomorrow, my sister is going to take a day off from work and show us some more cultural sights – probably in the rain again.

Our First Day in Tokyo (written on June 21)

The travel had me sound asleep last night at 7:30pm local time. I woke up completely refreshed at about 11:30pm, but managed to go back to sleep several times before finally getting out of bed at 4:00am local. Tonight, we’re going to try to make it to 9:00. As I write this, it’s nearly 8:00pm, so 9:00 doesn’t look too challenging.

A few quick observations after one day out and about:

• There are convenience stores everywhere. Surprisingly, the most prominent is 7 Eleven.
• There is no on-street parking in Tokyo. You pay for parking every place you go. In fact, my sister told me that you need to have validation of a parking place before you can buy a car.
• When someone tells you it’s rainy season in Tokyo, believe them. It’s been overcast and humid since we arrived and raining about 50% of the time.
• Tokyo has McDonald’s, Denny’s, Red Lobster, Starbucks, Wendy’s, Domino’s, and KFC, but no Taco Bell. Sounds like an opportunity.

Today, we took advantage of our early rise to go to the Tsukiji Fish Market. We saw all sort of fish, shellfish and other seafood, including some incredibly large tuna that had been flash frozen on the ship. Thanks to my brother-in-law, I ate a shrimp right out of the ice (see below) in which it was displayed for purchase.

After a rest back at my sister’s, we had lunch at a noodle restaurant. Orders were done via a vending machine, which issued a ticket that you handed to a woman standing up near the kitchen. All the money is in the machine. I had some tempura and noodle soup, which was very good.

Later, we took the train to the center of town and walked around the Imperial Palace grounds for a bit. These grounds come complete with moat, as they’ve been around since the 17^th century. We walked on the ruins of a tower destroyed in 1657. As you see in the picture at right, taken from the ruins of the tower, the palace grounds are right in the middle of modern Tokyo,

From there, we took the subway down to the largest Pokemon store in Tokyo. My son was huge into Pokemon about 8 years ago, but this time around the toys only carried excitement for my 7 year-old nephew. Pikachu was certainly everywhere, as you can see to the left.

Dinner was chicken yakitori from a neighborhood place. I had the basic chicken and decided not to join my brother-in-law with his chicken livers and hearts.

Tomorrow, we’ll probably still get up early. We are likely to go to an international Toy Convention to see what’s there.