One rainy Friday evening in March, we made our way to Tokyo. Karl and I had packed our bags the night before. Karl would meet me at the station after work and off we would go.
We were excited.
The cold rain couldn’t even dampen our spirits-we were heading to Tokyo to meet Karl’s family. They had landed at Narita airport and were on a bus heading towards our hotel in Shinjuku.
|Japanese doll display in the hotel lobby.|
We were on vacation!
They arrived, with all the signs of 12-13 hour plane ride. Despite their exhaustion, we managed to find a little udon shop at which we ate dinner.
After dinner it was straight back to the hotel and bed. The following day, we would show them Tokyo.