Every time I travel, I always marvel at the whole time zone thing. It kicks my butt. After waking up at 4:30 am on Saturday to fly to Calgary in order to catch a connecting flight to Tokyo – Makes sense to Air Canada but still not to me… Though it did get us here earlier… – we landed in Japan on Sunday afternoon. With little sleep on the plane after an early morning, by the time we met up with Matt to go grab dinner after checking in to our apartment, jet lag had set in pretty deeply. I almost fell asleep in my plate. And wouldn’t that have been graceful?
But before my brain batteries started to die, I managed to visually absorb the following for Day 1. Nothing deep. Just some randoms and standards. It’s getting more interesting every day and I’m loving it:
The second memory I have of Narita Airport is this vaguely creepy and trippy welcome “hologram” before you get to customs.
Time to go play tourist.