And that my friends is how I ended up in Disneyland Tokyo. That was definitely not on the agenda for my Japan trip. Little kids and families go to Disneyland, not your average chubby, white guys on vacation alone. I may be a lil chubby, and a lot white, but I have never been called average.
I started my day the American way. Calories, sugar, and fat. Lets blame it on home sickness instead of my weak will.
Then I wandered. Not a very good plan. I get distracted very easily when I don't have a focus.
Even Japanese people line up for new iPhones.
This is a map of the local Tokyo underground. This is the underground only mind you. No surface tracks here. THis is how I got lost and got to wander for 3 hours.
They have their own train!
"Sure sweetie. But what are we gonna dress junior in. We don't want him looking foolish?"
"I dunno dearest. It is only 85 degrees, full sun and 85% humidity. How about we cram him in a duck suit?"
"Thats why I married you."
This must have been the conversation that 50% of the parents had this morning because 1/2 the kids under 3 were dressed in puffy costumes. And 1/4 of the adults were.
I stopped for dinner at a small traditional Japanese restaurant two doors down from my hotel. The name was in Kanji and I don't read Kanji. When it shows up on my credit card bill I will let you know what it is. They did have a super cool rabbit to hold my chop sticks.