Last September I fulfilled a life-long dream of visiting Japan. It was a quick trip, for I could have probably stayed in Japan forever, but a trip filled with family, mini hikes, lots of sight seeing, and of course, eating, eating, and more eating.
Once again Sly and I flew separately, Sly on the direct flight, and me on the planes, trains, and automobile route. I took a train from Daegu to Busan, then from Busan I flew to Fukuoka where I connected to Tokyo/Narita. Once in Tokyo it took me about an hour to try and figure out how to buy a SUICA card from the automated machine despite having English prompts. I don’t know what was going on but none of the machines would take my bills, which in turn made me flustered, sweaty, and shifty-eyed. Luckily I had quite a bit of change with me left over from Sly’s previous work trips and, after purchasing a little rice triangle from a convenience store, had just enough left over to purchase my card and fare to Yokosuka.
