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Yay, I'm back home in England's green and pleasant land, finally! The last few days have been very taihen in all senses. Being caught up in the earthquake fiasco put my week all out of sequence, I nearly lost a whole day just sitting around on the train waiting for stuff to happen. Then I was absolutely shattered for the next day so I didn't really get done what I wanted to. The Japanese postal service let me down and cancelled coming to collect all of the boxes, damn you people. Give me Postman Pat anyday! The main problem was that because there were so many, hhhm Miss Dinh & Miss Brealey, they needed to have a whole van to collect it. I'm surprised they didn't need a whole entourage of vans. A big thank you to Mark and Deepika for digging me out of a big, cardboard-box filled, hole! I'm forever grateful. Eventually there was god knows how many boxes to collect but it's all done. Phew, big relief and headache over!
Anyway it's weird to be back in England, seeing grass and cows that are still mooing in the fields rather than on your plate, sometimes still mooing in a country that doesn't know what medium rare is. I've had a good proper meal of roast chicken, a proper cup of tea and coffee, some of my nan's home-cooked cakes, delicious. Still hasn't quite registered that I'm home, but it started to kick in when i got a coffee at the airport and the guy said, "Yes mate?" Ah London, it hasn't changed a bit.
The plane journey was great and really smooth, but getting to the airport was so much stress and hassle all on my own. I set off just around 5 O'clock in the morning to Yagoto Nisseki which was so hard with all my baggage. I've discovered the all baggage, which includes me is not really that friendly when gravity has its evil way. It's a real drag. 8D Once I got to the station things got better, but then i got to kanayama and all hell broke loose. It was so jam packed and crowded with people trying to get away after the Obon holiday and the usual rat-pack bound for the airport. I had a smug confidence because i had decided to invest in a reserved seat, but when the train came there was some fucker in my seat and the train was absolutely filled like a sardine tin, but at that time in the morning the next train was going to make me late, so i harangued the station master and managed to get a refund and demand that they organise a taxi for their incompetence. Eventually they were scared of the gaijin/ half spawn of the Emperor, and succumbed and got a taxi straight away and agreed to pay half. It still cost me just under 10,000 yen but at that time i didn't really care! The driver kindly put his foot down and got me to the airport for 7:40am so although i was a bit late for check- in it was still in reasonable time. Check-in was smooth enough, but they suddenly told me I had been bought and upgrade and could have 30kg because the scholarship company had paid for it, your frickin kidding me, i'd just spent all night religiously getting my luggage down to a reasonable 21kg and you tell me that. Anyway by that point i was so exhausted i just wanted to get to the plane. After that everything was smooth and straight-forward, really enjoyed my business class trip to Narita, although it was an up in the air touch the clouds and down again affair I managed to squeeze in my bottle of Champagne!
The flight back to England was clearly comfy, I remember hearing all the safety announcements, scoffing down breakfast or whatever meal a curry and a croissant and jam constitutes for and then having a coffee and then i zoned out for a whole 8 hours! I woke up looked at my personal screen and saw that we only had just over 3 hours left of flying time. Bikkuri! The stewardess said I had missed a couple of meals, but they'd saved them so i got bits of those served up, knocked all that back and then drank them dry of whatever was going, apart from green scummy tea. Yuck! I watched Madagascar and then finished just in time for landing. There was stormy rainy weather so there was lots of turbulence added to a bumpy landing and I was home.
It's great to be back and I'll write more soon.
I hope Ben and Carl, if either of you are at home is ok after the Tornadoes, i'll write to you both anyway. Hold onto Tonto and don't blow away!
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