Today is the aftermath of the first couple days. I have made it through 12 hours of flight time, perhaps 12 hours of not wanting to sleep, and at least 12 hours of orientation. Easily though, in the next twelve hours, I will know where I am going to be in Hiroshima. This makes me ecstatic and impatient. Ecstatic because I know that many of the unknowns before will start to gain outlines, but impatient because I want to hurry up and know.
So, for now, while I am stuck idling in the booming mecca of Japan, all I find that I can do is stare out the window at the sunrise that has caught Tokyo unawares. Though this city, in my case Shinjuku, has a very active night life until about midnight or beyond, the streets seem bare and cars are so scare. Nearly none dance about to greet the morning sun. And the sun which is now quite in the sky showing us practically a new day already has no one to greet it.
Why, I wonder, is Japan the place of 5-6 am sunrises, but nothing opens until 10am? If my train were not until after 10am, I would be able to get some shopping done for some electronics wares I had hoped to acquire. However, instead, I have four hours to idle in my hotel room, hit up conbeni's (convenience stores, think gas station, but no gas part), and maybe exchange money. meh, I'll contemplate these things later.
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