Today was our last day at the Disney Ambassador Hotel. Even withe the blackout kaataans closed, we were up at 4:30 again. We took our time waking up, posted on the blog and uploaded our photos. Then, we had the task of packing. We have about a quarter of a suitcase full of toiletries from the hotel and the two popucorn bucketos.
Amazingly, everything fit in easily and we didn't really have to expand
the suitcase, though we did anyway. By 11:30, we were checked out (we
stopped at the desk to tell them and the girl did something on the
computer before saying, "ok, baiiii!").
A porter walked us to Ikspiari after we told him we'd be taking the
subway with all our junk. We added more money to our train cards; more
to break our giant ¥10,000 bills than because we needed to, and got on
the train. A few stops later, we changed trains at Tokyo Eki (Tokyo
Station). Having heard this might be arduous, we were expecting
multiple long tunnels, but were pleased to find the experience very
do-able (especially with our fantastic spinner suitcases!).
We found our room clean, but significantly smaller than the Ambassador.
About half the size in every respect, except the queen bed, we can see
why Americans visiting Tokyo proper take issue with the rooms. Where we
had three separate bath rooms at the Ambassador, here we have a smaller
than American average single bathroom. Still has a washlet toilet
though! Later, we discovered the shower does not have the awesome super
water pressure as the Ambassador, but the mirror has a magical spot
that stays un-foggy after you shower!
Once we found places for our luggages and such (I was glad to have
packed in such a way that one suitcase will only need to be opened to
add omiyage (souvenirs)), we set out in search of some lunch. The
bottom of the hotel has a little 7-11, which is quite convenient.
Different from the ones in the States, there are no Slurpee or other
giant drink dispensing machines. Instead it is more like a little
convenience store only, though they do have some hot food options; a
variety of bao, meats on sticks, and plain breads. We selected two onigiri, hoping T's
didn't have salmon, along with a little cup of red bean paste with 5
little mochi balls on top. Oishii ratings: !!! for all three.
On the to do list today was really just Akihabara and maybe Roponggi if
there was time. We took the metro to Akihabara, which is actually back
in the direction of Ueno, where we were yesterday.
Once in Akihabara, we were amazed by all the intense anime stuff along
with the many multilevel electronics stores. We ventured into a few but
soon decided we could not adequately appreciate this area due to our
lack of knowledge about anything anime.
It was only about 3:00pm, so instead of visiting Roponggi, we decided to
check out Harajuku. Home to one of the largest Daiso ¥100 shops, we
figured that would be a good stop at least. Finding ourselves on
Takeshita Street was fantastic after the semi-disappointment of
Akihabara. Full of shops for all kinds of cuteness and ghetto fab garb,
we found lots of interesting places to stop in and have a look. I
found an underwear store, called Tutuanna, with 3 for ¥1050 leggings/tights and socks
where I bought more leggings for wearing under shorts and a crazy cute
pair of toe socks where each toe becomes an animal.
Turning down a little side street, lured by a weird food stand selling
some kind of filled balls (T wanted to try, but I thought they looked
too weird), we found more ultra cute stores. We visited one called
Fancy Pocket where they sold an incredible variety of mobile device
decorations which you glue onto your device/hair pins/nails/whatever. A
news crew was there filming a segment on the store and asked to
interview us/me. The Japanese reporter lady asked me questions in a
British accent and translated for the male shop owner. They explained
that here in Japan, the shop is extremely popular amongst the teenage
girl crowd. I told her I thought the stores would do well in the US
Tiny stickers and other cute little things in hand, we headed back to
the main drag. We'd seen people walking around with enormous and
delicious looking crepes and finally found the source: a bright pink
stand with a huge variety of crepe offerings displayed as fake food and
photos. There were two seemingly identical stands, but one had a line
that was about 10 people deep. Not seeing any obvious differences, we
walked up to the line-free stand and picked a chicken Cobb salad crepe.
Good enough for us! Oishii rating: !!!! (Sorry, nommed too fast and forgot to photo.)
Re-fueled, we reached the end of the street and found ourselves on a
more urban looking one which was wide enough for a few lanes of cars in
each direction. Walking in what we assumed to be the general direction
of the Metro stop, we spotted an awesome looking, many leveled
Inside, it was like a super high end, everyday costume wear heaven.
Little clothing shops are set up like the cosmetics departments of
American department stores. Each one has it's own little area, but no
real walls to divide them. We perished the many floors and stopped at a
Havaianas cafe for a marshmallow/cake/banana/kiwi kebab that was
drizzled with caramel and chocolate, sprinkled with nuts and served in a
cup of whipped cream. Oishii rating: !!
After seeing everything, including the again immaculate and high tech
bathroom, we decided to call it a day. We headed back to our new hoteru
and were engrossed in our photos so we missed our change-point stop.
Not phased, we got off and switched trains and made our way back with
no further issue.
Bed time: 8:30...