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Day 2 – Trucks, Travel and Tracheotomy
My sleep was fractured at best, the air-conditioner sounded like it would tear itself apart while still managing to cool the room down; at times I woke and wondered if it was cool enough to turn it off...
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Day 3 – Car, Castle and Closed
After a good nights sleep I woke up around 7am, showered and tidied the room before having breakfast. Our casa, like a lot of buildings within a Cuban city, is very vertical; while only two rooms wide,...
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Day 4 – Incline, Insanity and Inebriation
The morning routine ended up with Matt and I having breakfast in another, proto-kitchen located on the second floor which involved traversing a set of stairs and navigating around some barbarous...
View ArticleDay 5 – Morning, Meander and Meal
The bus had stopped at various places along the way, primarily to give the driver a break but it also let the passengers mill about in a half-dazed state. My main problem was that I was unsure as to...
View ArticleDay 6 – Taxi, Tan and Translation
The good thing about having a fully working and modern air-conditioning unit in the bedroom of our casa was the micro-climate it created. The bedroom could be a cool and calming zone, while even...
View ArticleDay 7 – Hangover, Hotness and Heaven
To say Matt had a hangover the next morning would be insulting to how unwell he both felt and looked. With the best intentions, he had set his alarm for 0730 but proceeded to turn it off and sleep...
View ArticleDay 8 – Weight, Wait and Want
My dreams were fractured that night, strange visions of scorpions adorned with space-ships and the character Giles from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I awoke before seven and managed to wash and shave...
View ArticleDay 9 – Carnal, Cleaning and Casa
Rising at roughly the same time as yesterday, I roused Matt and went down to breakfast to find out precisely what had happened the night before. It had been eventful to say the least, and he had taken...
View ArticleDay 10 – Flop, Forms and Fiasco
Waking up after 0730, Matt recounted his short evening with the Germans at the CdlM after which we had a now standard breakfast and headed towards the beach. Slightly later than usual we were “forced”...
View ArticleDay 11 – Zeds, Zeal and Zen
Waking up late I busied myself by packing in readiness to leave Trinidad tomorrow as well as shaving. With the morning slipping away and not knowing when he had returned to the casa, I woke Matt up at...
View ArticleDay 12 – Late, Lady and Lost
A busy morning benefited from an early start wherein Matt and I knocked back a spartan breakfast, organised details of the casa with Madeline and settled the very reasonable bill for the casa which...
View ArticleDay 13 – Pipe, Pizza and Peel
I woke up this morning having dreamt about being stabbed in the mouth by a women with a maze tattooed on her face; suffice to say it took the fruit, bread and coffee breakfast before I was firmly back...
View ArticleDay 14 – King, Kidnap and Keen
With no death dreams that night I woke up refreshed and ready for the 9am breakfast in which the flies from yesterday had informed their kin which made it very tedious trying to eat. Showering and...
View Article3 days to go – Travelling
Travelling for me is somewhat akin to shooting stress into my eyeballs, minor part going from point A to point B and major part stress management; it wasn’t until a couple of years ago that I...
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The night before the lost day
Hmm… this could be tricky. Maybe organising it would help. No, that really didn’t help… Nothing for it I guess. That was surprisingly easy. Sure it probably weighs over twenty kilos, but what’s a...
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Crikey… I’m in freaking Tokyo
And these keyboards are very strange to type on, I accidentally hit the Japanese key a short while ago an the level of panic I felt when I couldn’t change it back was great. I also keep missing the...
View ArticleWhy hello jetlag
Not enough time to upload photos from yesterday, I only took some ones around a shrine I visited as Akiba and Harajuku aren’t exactly photogenic. It’s strange how jetlag can make some things seem so...
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Cherry blossom overdrive
Hit Akihabara yesterday but got there early (before 9am) which meant that everything was closed but it meant I could explored the strip without the crowd. Went into a coffee shop for a spell before...
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Sakuragasm
The big temptation for this time of year I would imagine is just snapping roll after roll (meabytes of megabytes?) of cherry blossom pictures. It’s not that they’re ugly, but there is the risk of...
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Tokyo introspective
Most of my internet access has been in the brief, fleeting moments while waiting for the group to gather for the day’s activities so it’s somewhat nice to be able to have some time to actually write...
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