The Tokyo experience

I chose my hotel mainly by price, and did not realise that it was such a good location: a short walk from the subway/main line complex at the well-served station Ikebukuro if you chose the right one of the 50-odd exits.  The owner was friendly, and I established immediate rapport because we were both wearing T shirts from Gothenburg!  The fridge was switched on and ready to go, so I ate breakfast and supper in my room. And the shower was the best I have ever had. There were two positions for the head according to which part of your body you were washing, and no confusing controls.

I spent the days temple-hunting and worshipped at the one English-language Anglican Church where I was invited to join a small reflection group after the service – a great idea if you have a room for it.

 

 

A memorial flame at Ueno Park, lit from the ashes of Hiroshima.

 

I headed for Ueno and bought a ticket for the ordinary train, not the Skyliner (much cheaper, but like a prolonged ride on the underground), then spent a couple of hours in Ueno Park, which was in festival mood, with pavement entertainers, a bonsai exhibition, and other stalls.

 

Then to the airport to check in to the capsule hotel and find the best deal in the food court: octopus fried in batter with topping and a glass of plum wine for 1000 yen. And so to bed.