So I've finally reached Japan, Nihon-go, the land of the rasin bun. It's been an interesting ride so far - starting off with the mother of all excess baggage bills and probably the slowest moving security checkpoint at Heathrow (which is really saying something).The flight (via Dubai) was just about as sterotypical as it could get. The only identifiable Englishman appeared to be drunk before take off. There was the really pissed off Arabic guy and his family (I'm speculating that he enjoyed the hospitality of airport security even less than I did). The plane was a mish mash of contradictions in itself. The seatcovers could, in my opinion, have induced a violent flashback from a bad acid trip but the in flight entertainment was pretty awesome. Another plus was you could phone passengers in other seats, actually that wasn't much of a plus - I didn't know anyone on the flight.
I've been here a for exactly two weeks now and time really has flown by. By that I mean I've successfully managed to do nothing meaningful in that time besides argue with my bank or work (which I still haven't started yet...). For all my failings I did manage to head over to Osaka aquarium and see the world's largest giant ferris wheel.Despite my early temptation to go for a spin I quickly came to my senses and realised I'd be stuck on that thing for more than 20 mins looking at more or less the same view.
Also purchased myself a bike, again that might me a stretch but it does have wheels, a handlebar and gears so I've put up a couple of pics of night time in Osaka - recurring them is neon lights powered by enough electricity to keep a small third world country running (I'll put the pics up on Facebook, less hassle). As this is my first blog I have no idea where the pictures will fall but hopefully it looks vaguely decent.
I'm sure I'll be back with many a story of my new neighbourhood (affectionately called the Ghetto, complete with homeless drifters and that unmissable sense of depravity...). Until then ja mata.
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