I’m in Tokyo once again

8th of Dec, 2003ce* in: diary

After a rather disturbing flight, I have managed to get my feet back to where they belong… Tokyo!

Yesterday I spent most of my time contemplating my fucked up life, what the hell I’m doing back in this place and why. Actually I still have no answers! Its nice to think that one day I’ll end up here for good again, however the questions for why are not at hand. I’m happy here, I can speak a reasonable amount of japanese, I like japanese food and I have no problems getting around. I still feel the raceism and superficial-ness (spelling hawken, tsk tsk) of the Japanese, but also the love and general well being of life here.

My hotel is in the middle of nowhere, run by some chinese dudes who seem to not speak anything but chinese! Its a run down area, full of old men wandering the streets… or trying to cycle you off the pavement.

There are some interesting areas, as with anywhere. I’d rather be in central tokyo. But for close to œ200 for 14 days, this hotel is magic.

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