Japan 3

Day 2...

I didnt do much on day two. I had no idea where i am staying and Di hadnt given me directions on how to get back home. I walked around the hood and ate ramen noodles. miso ramen. It was so hard to order them. Di got home pretty late. He brough food and beer. He is so awesome. I wish i could offer him more. Anyway, he drew me a map of where we are and now i can go anywhere i want. We watched from dusk til dawn until we were falling asleep.


Day 3...

Once again woke up super early. Waited for Di to go to work and headed out for downtown tokyo. So... according to the map that Di drew, i was supposed to get to a station fairly quick from where we are. I think i walked for an hour if not more when i finally got to the station. I almost got on the wrong train but the police officers were nice and redirect me. Once i got in the train, i realized that somehow i had missed the original station and had actually walked further than i was supposed to. the long walk suddenly made sense. I got to shinjuku and started walking again. literally walking with no destination. i saw a lot of really cool government buildings, walked into a temple in the middle of business buildings, noticed that there are more public phones on the street than garbage cans, also noticed that people pick their nose in public, saw some of the most horrible teeth in pretty looking girls, entered host boy world. oh man, i really wished i had enough money to actually go inside one. i was approched by one of the dudes, it made me smile. i saw cool restaurants, bars, game centers, theaters, shopping malls (?), people, someone even took a picture of me. PEOPLE: somehow and i dont know how i was approached by this older man. he was talking to me and all i could say was 'wakarimasen' (i dont understand), but he didnt care, he just kept talking to me. i ended up telling him that i was a japanese language student, from america, hispanic, 27 years old, that i had more tattoos than he could see. the best part about it was being joined by this old man that looked like he had been pulled out of a manga. he was really old, with a few strands of grey hair on his head, missing teeth, really long grey hairs coming out of his nose. he wore a yukata, with geta sandals and a cane. and he never stopped smiling. i saw him again at the station and waved at him.

by the time i was ready to go home it was rush hour. i really wanted to avoid it, so i went to a bar and had a few beers while watching the soccer game: japan vs 'someone'. final scored: 1-1. in my opinion we lost because our goal was an autogoal made by the opponent team.

time to head home... everything seemed alright. downtown looked amazing with all its shiny lights, but i was so tired. i really just wanted to come back home. ill be here for 2 months, i can go back whenever i want.
got on the train, got off at the wrong station, my suica card didnt work. went to the 'koban' (police station) and eventually got to the right station, but then what? it wasnt the same station i used earlier in the day. it was actually the station i had missed before. i couldnt just follow the map Di had given me because somewhere it was obviously wrong. went to the koban again. all i really wanted to know was how to get to the main street and i would guide myself from there. i didnt want to ride the bus or a taxi because i want to make myself familiar with my surroundings. it was late, i guess they fell sorry for me. they gave me a ride home. i rode in a tokyo police car, awesome.

got home, made some food, passed out. today, my legs are sore from so much walking. it is also raining outside. i am going to stay in and study. i have an exam the fist day of class. i want to eat curry and rice. i really want Di to come home and hang out with me.

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Dia 2...

no hice mucho en mi segundo dia. no tenia idea en donde me estoy quedando y Di no me habia dado instrucciones en como llegar al apartamento. camine por el vecindario y comi ramen noodles. miso ramen. fue tan dificil ordenarlos. Di llego tarde. Trajo comina y cervesa. el es tan chevere. ojala le pudiera ofrecer mas. entodo caso, me dibujo un mapa de donde estamos y ahora puedo ir a donde yo quiera. vimos la pelicula from dusk til dawn hasta que nos estabamos quedando dormidos.

Dia 3...

otra vez me levante super temprano. Espere que Di se fuera a trabajar y despues me fui para el centro de la ciudad. entonces... segun last instrucciones que Di me dio, yo deberia de llegar a la estacion facil. creo que camine casi una hora or mas hasta que por fin llege a la estacion. casi que me monto en el tren que no era, pero lo oficiales de policia, muy queridos, me dijeron a donde ir. apenas me monte en el tren me di cuenta que de alguna forma no vi la estacion a la que tenia que ir y que estaba en una que quedaba mas lejos. con razon la camnida fue tan larga. Llege a la estacion the shinjuku y otravez empeze a caminar. esta vez sin destino original. vi muchos edificios del govierno, entre a un temple en medio de officinas, note que hay mas telefonos publicos que canecas de basura, tambien note que a la gente no le importa sacarce los mocos en publico, vi los dientes mas feos and las ninas mas lindas. vi restaurantes,bares, lugares para jugar juegos de video, teatros, centros comerciales, gente, hasta un muchacho me tomo una foto. GENTE: de alguna forma y no se como un senor se me acerco y se puso a hablar conmigo. lo unico que yo podia decir era 'wakarimasen' (no entiendo), pero a el no le importo y siguio hablando. al final le conte que era estudiante del idioma japones, de estados unidos, hispana, con 27 anos, que tenia mas tatuajes de los que el podia ver. la mejor parte fue cuando un viejito se metio en la conversacion. el parecia que lo hubiera sacado de una manga. estaba bien viejo, con solo unos cuantos pelitos grices en la cabeza, le faltaban dientes, pelos grices biiiiien largos saliendo de la nariz. tenia puesta una yugata, con sadalias geta y un baston. nunca paro de sonreir. mas tarde lo vi en la estacion y lo salude.

cuando ya tenia ganas de irme para el apartamento, era cuando el trafico es mas terrible. no queria estar metida en eso entonces entre a un bar. me tome unas cuantas cervesitas mientras veia el partido de japon con no se quien. al final empataron. pero en mi opinion, creo que perdimos por que el unico gol que teniamos fue un autogol del otro equipo.

hora de regresar al apartamento... todo parecia ir bien. el centro de la ciudad se veia espectacular con todas las luces brillando, pero estaba cansada. solo queria regresar y descansar. voy a estar aca por dos meses. puedo regresar al centro de la ciudad cuando yo quiera.

me monte en el tren y me baje en la estacion que no era, my suica (tarjeta de transporte) no funciono. fui a la estacion de policia 'koban' y despues de todo llegue a la estacion correcta. pero despues que? no estaba en la misma estacion en la que me monte cuando empeze mi aventura. estaba en la estacion que nunca vi. no podia seguir el mapa que Di me hiso porque en alguna parte estaba obviamente incorrecto. fui otra vez al koban. yo simplemente queria saber como llegar a la calle principal y de ahi me guiaba yo sola. no queria montar en bus or en taxi porque me quiero hacer familiar con todo lo que hay a mi alrededor. era tarde, y creo que les dio pesar de mi. los oficiales de policia me trajeron hasta el apartamento. monte en un carro de la policia de tokyo! bacano!

llegue a la casa, hice comida, me quede dormida. hoy, me duelen las piernas de tanto caminar. esta lloviendo afuera. hoy me quedo encerrada y estudio. de todos modos tengo un examen el primer dia de clase. quiero comer arroz con curry. quiero que Di regrese y me haga compania.