So this is written sittin’ at Haneda airport with no wi-fi. I’ve still got that bobbing feeling in my head from yesterday’s long plane ride. Strange how that happens isn’t it? It’s like that ghost feeling you get at night after you’ve been at the amusement park riding roller coasters for a day. Or is that just me?... Anyway, check-in for my domestic flight to Fukuoka doesn’t start for another two hours…
So the flight to Japan was a pretty interesting one, to say the least. Well, the beginning of the flight from LA to Narita was. Here’s what went down.
I had bought the airplane ticket pretty early – early enough to get a nice isle and bulkhead seat. Good legroom + aisle access. Anywho, of course these seats usually accommodate those with little children. And a few minutes after getting situated, I was approached by an attendant who asked if I wanted to exchange seats to accommodate a parent with a child. It would be in exchange for an aisle seat. Who am I to refuse that without looking inconsiderate.
Anyway, walking back to the other seat revealed a sticky situation – the seat was occupied and the people there were in the process of swapping people around so that families could sit together. I thought, whatever, I just needed a seat to sleep in. So I sat in the seat next to the isle seat, no biggie.
So later, the attendant who offered the swap came back and was like, why aren’t you In an isle seat? This isn’t good, I feel bad. After more searching, and not being able to find an isle seat, she said she would continue to see what she could do. Flight takes off.
After climbing to altitute, she comes back and says “We’re going to move you to 10D” and then she whispers “business class”. Hiding smiles, I gracefully accept. And so! My first business class experience was on a plane from LA to Japan. Unfortunately, I was too modest to take full advantage of the services – I dunno, something feels off about requesting a ton of food/drinks after being upgraded for free. What would you do? Hey, I did get a complimentary travel kit and slippers though…
Still, the reclining chair and fancier meals were fantastic – couldn’t have asked for much more. Though, the people next to me had at least eight glasses of wine… But then again, they paid for it, I suppose. No pictures from the flight though – I might have had I been in economy section, but I got more self-conscious from the fact that I was upgraded for free. You’ll just have to believe me on this one.
Since I arrived yesterday, and my flight to Fukuoka is today, I stayed at a hotel near Haneda airport. And you know what the first thing I did when I got in? Checked out the toilet. Heard stories and seen pictures of fancy toilets with water that shoots up your butt. This one wasn’t too fancy, but it certainly filled the water shower requirement… Yes, I tested it out. And yes, I was surprised at the velocity of the water stream. [SHOWER] is a bit misleading… It’s a… different feeling… unless you’ve been shot in the butt with a supersoaker before.
On another note, I already knew I was bad at speaking Japanese, but coming here further reinforces the fact. (Yeah, it’s a little bit harsh assessemtn – being my first time in a Japanese environment – but that doesn’t change the fact that I suck). So yesterday at the airport bus stop, after getting the courage to ask the bus driver whether or not it was the correct bus to my hotel, I went up to him and asked something along the lines of, 「これは「おとりいしんかん」行きのバスですか」And he replied, 「Yes」. I was like, man, my Japanese must’ve been really bad if he had to reply in English. And then today, I thought at least my listening comprehension was OK. But nope, the lady at the check-in desk talked too fast for me to catch everything. *Sigh. We’ll see how this goes over the course of the summer.
Until next time!
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