Friday, 20 October 2017

Day 6 - Bullet Time


Up early, lugging cases into another tiny taxi, this time they are a bit heavier, don't know why! Get the Japan rail pass sorted at Tokyo station after queuing, then have to queue again to get the bullet train (Shinkansen) tickets for Osaka.

Get to the platform and the sexy train arrives (never thought I would say that, but bullet trains really are a bit special) only to be disappointed that all the seats are facing backwards... but hey, what's this? The cleaners get on and turn all the seats round so they are all facing forwards. Never seen that before, and it seems such a simple clever solution to not being able to turn a train around.

Settle comfortably into our seats, after having to lug all the ruddy cases onto overhead racks, and then watch the world go by.

Here are a couple of examples of what I meant before with houses being really close together and using space really well.




And here is a shot, with a quick video (if you can see between the power lines) of the beautiful countryside and steam rising up.



And here is our sexy Barbra Streisand of trains, leaving back to wherever it comes from.


So we arrived safe and sound in Osaka, which is here...


We found our way to the right exit easily enough and luckily the hotel is opposite the station so that was a relatively painless journey, well done to the Spy on his planning.

Went for a wander around the locale, trying desperately to find a health food shop, as I have been struggling a bit with my plethora of diet issues and the change in diet and time zones, I conveniently forgot that last time we were here I was the same... although we did both remember not to drink any Japanese water, even bottled, as that set us both off last time. Yes I know that sounds odd, but Ilya has the constitution of an (albeit Russian) ox, and even he realised it was the water which affected us last time, luckily we remembered a shop in the basement of the building (there are shopping centres in the basement floor of many large offices/hotels over here, like rabbit warrens) which sold Evian, so we stocked up on that last time, and we both felt better the next day. So this time that was our priority, like survivors on a desert island, water is the most important thing.

But, back to health food shops, they are rare (in the way we know them anyway) and trying to translate things on Google searches is sometimes not the easiest thing to do when the alphabet is unreadable (but very pretty) hieroglyph type things. Eventually we found somewhere though, and via google translate we found what we needed, and headed back to the hotel for a lazy hotel dinner.

Lovely drinks in the 19th floor bar overlooking the city, which looks so different, so much more austere than glamorous Tokyo, led to us visiting the LavaRock Grill and Restaurant on the ground floor... we won't do that again. Let's just say, the Tokyo levels of service we have come to relish do not apply here, side dishes 20 minutes before the main, almost raw meat (when we specifically asked the English speaking waiter for well done) on the grilled platter we ordered, then only the beef was well done when it came back, we had lost the will to complain by then. After we had finished eating, we waited another while (we were drinking wine and chatting, we weren't just sat there twiddling our thumbs) before about another 20 minutes later we had to ask someone else for the dessert menu, and they still didn't take away the plates, we had to grab someone else to do that. We successfully ordered a pudding each, tiramisu (style) and a crème brulee... and waited another 20 minutes until, losing the will to live, we told them we wanted to cancel it and just sign the bill, at which time they of course said it was ready, but we wanted to cancel. The cheque came and Ilya crossed out the service charge as we didn't want to pay it, only for the waiter to say it is the law in Japan to pay it! Well, as I said in my strongly worded Trip Advisor review, I am no lawyer, but I am not sure that is right (I have googled it afterwards and the area is a bit shady, some people saying tax is included as a service charge, but displayed in another way, usually included in the price of the food, anyway, we were adamantly British in this regard and were determined we were right!).

Anyway, off to Nara in the morning, need to prepare my brain for that!

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