After a ridiculously uneventful day of travelling, I’m writing this from the International Garden Hotel Narita. Wearing a traditional robe.
The place is awesome, Boss Coffee is strong, I have little to no idea what is going on, and we have already found some things you need to see.
You know you’re in Japan when across the road from your hotel is something called Hotel Chapel Christmas that is lit up like, well, a Christmas tree with giant illuminated Santas everywhere. I’m pretty sure the owners’ rationale for building this place was “because reasons”.
You also know you’re in Japan when you find a slammed, bright yellow PT Cruiser with fake wood paneling in your hotel’s parking lot. Again, because reasons.
I think we’re going to Super Autobacs tomorrow. I may never sleep again after that Boss Coffee. It’s midnight. Goodnight.