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 Our plane was due to leave at 10:30 today, so we left for the airport around 8:30-9-ish, which was maybe a bit early, but I wanted the chance to take a last look at the taxfree. Lucky that XD hubby forgot that he hadn’t bought anything to bring back to work so I took care of that as well. And some last kitkat before boarding time :3 The food during this flight (Japan Airlines) was much better than the trip from Europe. I also ate some of the bread I bought at Aeon mall, so I was never hungry at least. But I couldn’t sleep. Had maybe two hours? Tops. Spent the time reading not-that-great fanfiction and taking pictures of the Ural mountains instead.

Also, having flown literally backwards in time, we arrived at around 16:00, so. Five and a half hours practically, if not actually, to get home from Japan, not that bad right? ;) But now sleeeep…

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 This morning hubby had A Goal in mind, so he was up bright and early despite our late night. Yesterday he’d apparently checked out two “gaming places”, Newton Oyama and Joypolis, and he had to go back to Joypolis before leaving Japan. So, hubby caught the train in to Tôkyô and I had a nice sleep-in before venturing out into Narita city. I strolled down their Omotesando, buying a few last gifts, and then ended up at the Narita-san temple.

It really had amazingly beautiful grounds and buildnings, and when I got to the main hall there was some sort of ceremony/sermon starting at 11:00, so I stopped for that. It wasn’t anything strange in the beginning, priests in different coloured robes came in, some drums started, and then one of the priests started chanting. But oh man, what a chanting! He had a really powerful voice, and just kept going and going and going! And then after maybe 15-20 minutes, some people started to leave, but those left began passing their purses and handbags forward to be collected by another few priests. They brought them forward to the middle, where they’d lit a fire (?!) and started passing big clutches of bags through the smoke, blessing them I suppose?? And then everybody got their bags back, and with some final chanting the ceremony was over and the priests piled out.

I went back out to photograph and enjoy the temple grounds, bought some charms, and then back out to omotesando. I’d taken a photo of a map up by the station and at a certain crossing I knew I could, in a round about way, make my way to Aeon Mall, so I started out. Had to ask a traffic police for directions in a crossing and then ended up passing through the residential districts for a lot longer than anticipated, but, after a slightly illegal (?), street crossing I was finally there. I had lunch, bought, even more, gifts, some sweets and bread, some books and tea. (I got a 1000¥ discount coupon simply on account of being foreign XD). In the end I took the bus back to the station around 16:00 and then had a nap.

When hubby came back a couple hours later we bathed in the hotel onsen, and then went out for a last dinner in Japan, some kind of grill-place that was delicious but slow, so for afters we went to McDonalds XD (first and only time while in Japan, at least for me), but!! BUT LISTEN!!! THEY HAD ANKO-PAI!!! As in pie with anko-filling!!!!!! Nnnnggnnngggggghhhh, whyyyyyyy is that not a thing in the western world!?!?!?!?!!? So gooood <3 ;-; And why didn’t we go to McD earlier, this has clearly been a most awful travesty!! D: *blubber*

(Also, apparently hubby’d brought towels from the hotel, and took a midday dip in Tôkyô Bay XD)

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 This morning we checked out from the ryokan, but left our luggage, and then split up for the morning. I took the bus over to Asakusa, and prowled the small shopping streets around Sensoji temple. Then we met up at 13:00 by the Hozomon gate, bought lunch together from the various food vendors around before taking the subway to Harajuku together just to have those crepes one last time (they really were delicious <3) before splitting again. I went on a mad spree to buy some last omiyage to bring back to the family. Hubby hadn’t thought to buy any so far, at all, so now, on the second to last day he started panicking over it, while I’d been buying small things here and there for the entire trip. So I said I’ll handle it, since I actually find it enjoyable to shop for things, unlike him.

By 18:00 we met up by the ryokan again to pick up our luggage and then on to Ikebukuro to meet our friends one last time in Japan. We had dinner at some place trying to emulate a 1920’s yakuza atmosphere, which would have been impossible for just us as tourist to stumble upon, and our friends had to do all of the ordering since there weren’t an English menu. And it was all very tasty :3 And they even brought a late surprise birthday cake for hubby, so we got to sing him (to the glad bemusement of all the Japanese patrons) “happy birthday”.

Finally, we took a train from Nippori out towards Narita airport, and we arrived at our last hotel for the trip around midnight (yet again. Midnight is apparently our perfect check-in time, no matter how little I enjoy finding my way through dark, unknown streets, dead tired and with heavy luggage).

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