Yea, WordPress has finally decided to let me back in. Until now it has denied me access because I was not signing in from either Aix en Provence or NZ. I am back in business.
Thirty – four years ago my mother, sister, two then middle-aged sisters, the daughter of one and the mother of both set off to visit Tokyo. Apart from the two 18 years olds, they had the collective wisdom of a bunch of chooks and less sense of direction. One day they got on the bullet train by accident and got turfed off somewhere down the line out of Tokyo. I have no idea how they survived this city and made it back to NZ.
When it comes to public transport, my travelling companion is not much better. He wants to go down to the aerial monorail, and up to the subway. He swears black and blue he has never before seen the street that leads to the train station we got off at, and shouts, “trust me, I know what I am doing!” at every opportunity. But even so, we are managing to see a bit of Tokyo, and we have ended up back at the hotel every night. Even last night, which we spent in an absinthe bar in Ebisu.