World Traveler: Never-ending Moooonday!

Traveling back in time does that to you. Part of the problem is that our hotel had a 10 am checkout time. I set an alarm for 8 am (so we could shower and get breakfast before we checked out) and I woke up, literally, EVERY SINGLE HALF HOUR. I was so paranoid I would oversleep even though I'd set an alarm. It was quite stressful. When I woke up at 7:54, I found JT was already awake and talked him through our plans for the morning. He showered and then I did and we grabbed a shared/traded breakfast. We headed back up to the room and tried to make sure we had all our stuff. We also discovered we'd forgotten to pack our umbrellas so we did so. We went down, checked out, and asked them if they'd hold our bags for around an hour. We then walked to the neighborhood grocery store where I bought little bags of candy for the flight attendants. I've read about people doing that online and always wanted to do it. So wahoo! We then went back and collected our luggage. We spent a few hours in Tokyo Eki (station) trying to find this bakery JT LOVED. We looked EVERYWHERE and finally gave up. I bought this AWESOME skeleton tea towel I want to put up somewhere in my home. I'm so psyched! We spent quite a while trying to find somewhere to grab something to eat and finally decided on a crêpe place. It was decent! We then headed to the airport. We arrived two hours earlier than we needed to, but we were FINISHED with Tokyo Eki. (Oh! JT also was able to find a cool Naruto Shirt at the Jump shop so that was cool!)

So now JT and I are waiting at the airport. I don't believe I will write anything else on this entry unless another funny story happens. We've got 12 hours worth of flight to LAX, a seven hour layover, and then home to Utah. So as I said, never-ending Moooonday!! (Sung to the tune of "Neverending Story.") -- We're leaving 1850 Tokyo time and arriving 2107 Utah time (there's a 15 hour difference). Kinda fun and crazy to fly into the past. ^ - ^

Funny story: When we were at the grocery store, I found some candies that looked distinctly Japanese and had a fair amount and they were individually wrapped. They looked like exactly what I wanted to give to some flight attendants. I didn't know, however, what flavor they were. So I went over to a clerk and said, "Sumimasen, kore wo yomimasen. Nan aji desu ka?" (Excuse me, I can't read this. What flavor is it? -- At least that's what I was going for.) He tells me the flavor in Japanese, which means nothing to me. So he goes, "Amai." "Sweet." Wow. LOL I laughed about it walking back to the hotel with JT. Do you know how many flavors are housed under SWEET!? Cherry, grape, kiwi, watermelon, chocolate.. you get my point. They're all very different. PLUS, I'd gotten it from the candy section. I should HOPE it's sweet. HAHAHA Just a funny experience. (Not the guy's fault that I didn't know whatever flavor he actually told me. Poor dude.)