DAY 1: Start
I wake up at 6 am (there is no God - not at 6am) on Sunday the 28'th of June. Start my day with a shower and eating the last of my food. Cleaning a bit, getting the last few things done and off I go around 9am towards the airport to my domestic flight. It's delayed about 20 minutes, but that's no problem for me. A bit of turbulence almost knock my water over, but the flight only takes about 50 minutes. At 3pm 15 hours in Auckland Airport await me.
5pm. Starving I consume a 1-foot sandwich from Subways. I had expected it to be more filling... and longer lasting than the 10 minutes it took me to down every crumb. I found out that on my NZ account, I'm broke. Crap. Good thing I alreaddy got JPY or I would be in a really tight spot. Luckily I still have money on my DK account and my dad is making a new transfer during the week I'm in Tokyo. At least I'm not completely on my ass. I just wish could sleep now.
7.10pm (This is turning very detailed, but I have nothing else to do) I've been trying to nap a little. Sleeping is hard with infants running about, adorable as they are they're also loud. And preferrebly, you shouldn't try to sleep wearing glasses. The weirdest feeling I've had in a very long time is to have my butt sprayed with water twice while sitting on the bin - And I have no idea why! It just flushed! Perhaps I was unwelcome?
7.15pm Could I have some dancing monkies please!? Heck, I never was a fan, but even 'Remembering Michael Jackson' would be welcome. I'm so bored! If I had 2 dollars to spare I would go sit in the massage chairs... or just one of them. I could SO use a backrub. My back and shoulders could break rocks. Sadly, I don't have 2 dollars to spare. Crap.
9.25pm I have no idea if this guy is speaking Spanish or Portugese, but he asked if I wanted to go to Brazil with them. Even if I could afford it, I don't have the big interest in Brazil... I also have this idea that it might be unsafe just to go somewhere with some random dudes. Dunno why being ALONE in Tokyo would be much safer, but I think it is. Hmm... Japan is in top 5 of safest countries in the world, and I don't think Brazil is up around there.
Midnight. The guys just left for Buenos Aires. Had a long chat with two brazilian guys (he was speaking Portugese after all) one.. I dunno, he didn't say, and a spontanious traveler from Belgium going to Peru. Marco was generaly leading the conversation - he was the guy who asked if I wanted to come to Brazil with them. Well, now I just have to kill 7h 50min before checki-in. I might be able to check-in earlier, but I was told they don't take baggage over night and I can't find the self service. I still have to wait untill 8.30 for my flight. Oh, yeah! And the toilets keep flushing when I least expect it! Seriously, all you have to do is LOOK at them, and they flush! (but the toilet paper is 2-ply )

DAY 2: Away to Tokyo
3am Baaaahhhhh... I'm HUNGRYYYY! The only thing open is The Golden Seagull (McDonalds) and as I mentined before I can't afford to waste any money - especially not on cardboard food like that. I need something with actual neutrition.
4am All sorts of FUCK-SHIT-FUCK! I just tried to buy a bit of food using my credit card but it wouldn't accept the pin-number and now my card is locked, and I'm dying for food and comfort. This is the first time I think I really NEED to to call my parents.
I called home and my dad answered. he's trying to find some things out. Christ I'm fucked if we can't make it work.
Okay... somebody's gotta phone the bank, and it'll be my dad 'cause I'll still be on a plane when they open. Hopefully they'll make it work again.
10.10am No trouble boarding the plane, just a bit of confusion in the check-in with a message from my dad that we alreaddy talked about. Since I used the last bit of my NZ cash to buy an egg and ham sandwitch around 5am (for SUVIVAL!) I figured I had had my breakfest eggs, so given the choice between English breakfest, with scrambled eggs and sausage, and a Japanese style breakfest featuring salomon, I chose fish. Delishious I must say! YUM! I'm no expert with chopsticks - and I really should have cut my nails - but I do manage to pick up single grains of rice and eat it all up. I still feel silly about actually crying to my dad over the phone, but what can you do? I was tired, cold and hungry (not to mention alone) and I knew I had money I just couldn't access. I needed comfort (and a hug) and my parents were the only people I could think of who might be able to assist - even if it only was to give me phonenumbers (and that does help if they connect to people who can do something about my problem), and of course give me some sort of comfort - even if I haven't got that hug. At least I managed to calm my self down a bit. I'm cool. I'm calm. I'll manage... somehow.. I think.
Dr. Manhatten's private bits are censored out of the airplane version of 'the Watchmen'... And I can hardly hear what they're saying for these dreaful headphones.
Lol, but I had to start watching 'Dragonball Evolution' next! The mere concept is so lame to me I can't miss this chance! And I'm eating ice-cream... not good for my lactose intollerance.
NOES! They cut away Piccolo's dorky yet cute antennas! These movies shouldn't be taken for more than they are - entertainment. But I don't like Goku's gi. His pants are too long and lose - they could easily get stuck in something. They should have been tied by the ankles as in the manga.
8.45pm (Tokyo time) Well shit. I'm sitting at my hostel and have around 5500 yen at my disposal and zero coverage on my phone. I need to find a pay phone/phonebooth and call my dad from that in stead. Even though I feel quite gross (and I took a whiff at my armpit - OH, man, WHEW!) I still think I'll get some food and some change and find that phone connection to my dad and then sleep before I get a well deserved (and very well needed) shower.
10.15pm I'm sweaty. I'm smelly. I'm stupid - and let me elaborate on that with one short sentence; I hope you can rent a towel from this hostel. Engenious me forgot to bring one! But I had an awesome genuine Japanese dinner tonight. I whent out to find a bit of food, so I won't wake up at 2am and be hungry. Anyway, I see these white flag thingies I've seen in anime and think I've found a traditional Japanese restaurant (it was.. sortof) the three guests alreaddy there look like regulars, but I tell them I'm looking for food and a bit of talking back and forth gets us around to I'm having fish (hokke). A bit of a language barrier there. I'm having a bit of this and that - first thing I never found out what was, Japanese beans (how was I supposed to know you're not supposed to eat the peel???), pickled or marinated egg and a single Japanese pickle I didn't fancy. They tell me my chopstick work is really good and they're happy that I eat Japanese food. They all seemed interested in me, very much including the host who was really excited when I gave the fish thumbs up! And they all want me to have a nice stay in Japan.
After that I got back to the hostel, hijacked a computer and send my dad an email instead of phoning and also dokumenting my whole dining excperience fresh from memory.

DAY 3. Ueno and Masaki
Uuuuuhhhh.... 8am I woke up on top of my bed with all my clothes on, and I find glasses (intact, thank every devine entity!)under my stomeach, without having brushed my teeth last night - ew (I just crashed)
I got down-stairs to the administration and they sell me a towel for 300 yen, it's very thin and light but I suppose that's a very good thing in case you're backpacking. The shower was very welcome and very needed and it felt lovely. Now I should find out if my dad answered my mail and what I want to do today.
After 11am Right or left? Decisions, decisions. I bought a choko chip scone, a waffle choko, pocky and a mango drink as my breakfest. I was looking at a map and decided to go to the nearest shrine, but stumboling upon a shopping destrict I wandered completely off my path.
12.50pm So I lost my way to the shrine but found the temple in stead, which means I was close enough. I can't get any pictures outside - or I can, but it's all wrapped up and being remodeled - and getting any good pictures inside was really hard (and probably not allowed I later found out). The weather is cloudy and really humid, and I'm guessing about 25-27 degrees Celsius.
After 2pm Why do I have this compulsion to strap way too meny things to my cellphone? I just bought 5 phonecharms and I alreaddy had one from Denmark. I also bought a fan and a belt - something I have been in need for for quite some time. I'm not even taking that many pictures.
3.45pm The stuff you need is always at the bottom of your bag.
I have little to no idea where the hell I am. I'm sitting on a bench in what I expect to be Green Park. At least thet's what's written in english on the builing in front of me. My hair is long, lose and annoying. I should have done it up or bought something from that shop that only sold wigs and hair-gear. An other location indicator is Ueno station. I keep getting more and more lost in my search for a map. Walking all the way. Maybe I should follow the river - then I might end up in central Tokyo, probably, with more turisty stuff. WHERE THE HELL IS A RUBBISH BIN WHEN YOU NEED ONE??? And everyone keeps looking at me like they're thinking 'what the hell is a white person doing here?'. My coke opens almost with an explotion (but no overflowing) and it starts to rain slightly.
5.15pm Whent back to where I got lost and walk back an forth a bit. Ah, so I guess I have a dinner date tonight at 8 with Masaki - a guy who speaks about as much English as I speak Japanese, if not less (and I don't speak a whole lot of Japanese). He seems nice, though, and he's a HIM-fan like me. He called out to me when I walked by because of my clothes - obviously I'm into metal - and got really interested when he saw my heartagram necklace. He has a heartagram tatooed on the back of his hand.
6.30pm Always at the bottom of the bag. The only toilets I've seen since I left the hostel this morning - I've only been looking for a bout 30min and the hostel one requires rocket science - have practically been holes in the ground. If not in the parks I wonder where to look for an actual toilet, preferebly one that doesn't stink. (I later found out that there are some nice ones at the train stations and the big malls).
I'm pretty mich just sitting on a rock in the park and Mister Randomdudeguy Hiroki sit down and start talking to me just to pass time and say I have beautiful tights and a beautiful name - I've heard that before, please tell my mom, she was the one who gave it to me.
At first it seems everyone thinks I'm American, and when I tell them I'm from Denmark they react like they know the place. I think Japan is our best customer when it comes to our export of pork, and the have to import their salt too, but I'm just not sure it's enough to make the common Japanese know about Denmark.
And CURSE VELCRO! It's ruining my tights!
7.15pm DAMMIT! Curse you, velcro! I should've cut my nails! These tights were brand new! Now I've got a run from top too bottom 7 masks wide!
Like.. 1am? OMG! I almost slept with him! (I know people now who would ask 'Why didn't you?' Shaddap!) He treated me dinner and kept saying I was cute. Then he said he was sleepy, and took me to a hotel and... uh... Sleepy, my ass.. lots of makeout happened. I pushed him off when he got too pushy, and he said he was sad every time - which was a lot.... He also appolgized that his dick was small (YES! He actually said that! On the first date!... had it gone the way he wanted I would've seen it anyway >_> ) I just figured that that was going a little too fast. I only just met him today! But he was cute, and very sweet, just a little fast. He was talking about destiny, and that he loved me and all that jazz. Actually, I would like to see him again... despite the grave language barrier - Thank, devine entities for cellphones with dictionaries. He was really into my boobs too. I guess it's natural, they are kinda big (even bigger if you're used to the teensy knobs the Japanese girls have).
Then, after my way parted with Masaki's, I run into Shinichi who was on his way home from work. Really kind fellow (seems very harmless) who wants to be my friend/penpal. He wanted to talk to me in a teahouse, but nothing is open by midnight, so he pays for a taxi to get me back to the hostel safely. It's dangerous for a girl to walk alone at night - and it's POURING!

DAY 4: Mister French-Canadian
I forgot to write this yesterday; finding a place to sit and write is a bit dificult, and some times, when I finally find a place, I forgot some of the things I wanted to write about. I've heard my mumma say that you can't have too much clothes, and I think it's a common female opinion that there is no such thing as too meny pairs of shoes. I saw a lot of cool shoes in Asakusa and Ueno yesterday (among others several pairs of Hello Kitty slippers!). Thing is, if I start buying shoes and clothes I need to buy a bag or siutcase too. I came with just a schoolbag full of clothes and hygiene, and a small bag with important papers and extra clothes (in case my schoolbag got lost, it happened when I whent to London with my borther), but it was full. There is no room for shoes or.. lolita fashion? I want to see Harajuku, but I still don't know where it is. An other day of getting lost.
10.30pm OMG! I haven't written anything today! Anyway, I studied maps this morning to figure out how to get to Harajuku and start talking to a French-Canadian guy named Kevin. He's talking about Tokyo Anime Center and ask if I want to come along. Sure. So, figuring out the ticket system is one of the most hopeless tasks of today but at least we're not fined. The guy just takes our tickets when we get off the train at Suehirocho. Going to Electric City (where they have all the newest electronics and cool shite) and the Anime Center and basicly spend the whole day wandering around the streets. Later we find ourselves in Ueno where I was yesterday () and try to find our way back to the hostel. I get thirsty along the way, and we're quite lost too, so I buy what I think is Grape juice from a vending machine.... It's not grape juice.... it's grape JELLY! JELLY! IN A CAN! WHAT? Who the hell came up with the idea of putting jelly in a CAN? It's gross.... that person needs to be punnished. Anyway, we find a restaurant and I get a lovely curry, still enjying the company of Kevin as I have all day. And since today was such a success - and because he dragged me to gaming stores and archades (NOISYYY!) I'm going to do my best at dragging him to Harajuku tomorrow.
Isn't 1 yen the most useless coin ever? I mean, you can't buy anything for just one yen (maybe a toothpick). Seriously! What would I ever want with just 1 yen? It's ridiculous. Oh, and I'm absolutely sure my credit card is open and works again. I withdrew 30.000 yen from an ATM today. I'm saved!
ARGH! My clothes are falling apart! Yesterday the 'lock' on my skirt broke and I had to ask an other girl in the dorm if she had a safetypin, and my brand new tights run all the way. Today, my skirt's built-in perv-protection (pantyleggers XD) suddenly snaps off my right thigh. the left one is still elastic, but the right one isn't anymore. WAH! I'm gonna go to bed now!

DAY 5: Harajuku
I LOVE HARAJUKU! Hmmmm.... Actually Harajuku is quite a terrible place, even for men I expect, but mostly for girls... it makes her spend money. (Kevin had checked out before I got my ass out of bed, so I couldn't find him and drag him along) DAMN. The stuff in the gothic stores is just SO DAMN CUTE! I bought a red dress, a pair of pants, a shirt, a top, three pairs of arm socks, a wrist wallet and three earrings... or should I say four? One requires two holes in the same ear as I do have. I WANT SHOES AND BOOTS! And I'll need an other bag.. a bigger one. Dammit. I want to go back, both to Harajuku and Ueno (and Masaki >.< ) And I got the right ticket today too. Lol. Hahhh... what a terrible rainy day... I hardly got any pictures because I don't want my camera to get wet and possibly die or something.
I've hardly eaten anything today. Oh, snap! And it's past 8pm! I need to find food!
11pm I live with Americans and Brits. 8-bed female dorm. We all got really chatty tonight. I'm going to bed soon, I want to get up early tomorrow and get a lot out of my day. Only three days left!? Oh, GASP!

DAY 6: Tower
Got to Asakasa, because I was recomended by the guy who sold me the red dress yesterday. It's almost half past 11am and it seems Tokyo little shop buisness still hasn't woken up yet. Everything looks closed and there are only few people (maybe it was just because it has a lot of restaurants and bars).
1.45pm Since nothing caught my interest and I don't mind walking, I decided to go down Sotobori-dori and Sakurada-dori towards Tokyo Tower. I think a street that ends with -dori is a big important one. It's not really a clear day so the view is a bit foggy in the horizon. I can't see Mt. Fuji - aw. On a sunny day I imagine the view form here must be amazing. lol, an other phonecharm.
3.15pm Whent back down after enjying a ham and egg sandwitch in the main observatory. Felt like something sweet and decided I wanted crepes. Looked all over the place and find that all the souvenir stores sell pretty much the same things. Only as I'm about to leave the place after buying a Pepsi Shiso - because you have to try something new every once in a while (and especially when visiting a new country) - I don't like it - do I find Marion Crepes outside. YUM! It's so bad for me but it's sweet and sugary and get's my bloodsugar (and brainfunktions.. and mood) back up to full power.
I may not talk much but sometimes I can hardly follow my own train of thoughts - it can be very confusing *how did I get to this conclusion?*. My brain is always working on something - full power. After Tokyo Tower and crepes, I hung around Shiba Park for a bit. What a nice relaxing place. Studied maps to find out where to go next. I decided to find a train station and go either to Ueno or Harajuku - to find a suitcase or shoes/boots, respectively. I whent to that evil place Harajuku and (please, admire my selfcontrol) bought ONE pair of boots. After that I whent straight back to Asakusa. I think I know approximately what size of suitcase I need now... I'm going back on sunday, the guy who sold me the red dress has a pair of pants I just can't forget - I don't want to go back to New Zealand and regret not buying them when I had the chance. It might not come again. The dress fitted as if it was made for me, the pants might too.
9.35pm Just checked what my friends recomended me months ago. Harajuku (Check!), Yoyogi park and Akihabara on sundays. Looking at the map I've alreaddy been to Akihabara, but it hasn't been sunday yet. Probably the finest day so far... still very humid, but the only 'rain' - a very slight fine rain/mist - came after 6pm. Very cloudy all week, and showers here and there. Some big, some small.

DAY 6: Ikebukoro
OMG! I was walking back to the temple because I know there to be benches and rubbish bins, and this teensy little Japanese girl asks me if she can take a picture with me! I think she was practicing her English , because after the pictures she starts asking a few questions - she was SO CUTE! I'm guessing about 6 or 7 (judging by her hight).
1pm Buuuuuuuuuhhhh....... Headache... walking everywhere... I'm sitting in a park, but I'm not sure which one - it's near Tokyo Tower... again. I took the train form Asakusa and got off... somewhere. That's Shimbashi, but nothing cought my interest so I kept on walking and ended up where I am now. I also called Chiyo, because I still haven't tried ramen.... I think... We agreed to meet in Ikebukoro at 4pm.. but wasn't that tomorrow? Ah, I'm not sure now. I should go today to make sure I don't burn her off.
2.15pm Shinjuku. I wish the entire city of Tokyo had Air Condition! it's 28 degrees C and this shopping mall is doing nothing for my continuing headache. There's a very little Japanese lady with a very annoying voice standing on a ladder yelling out the sales. They do that a lot I noticed.
10.45pm. How hard can it be to get from one building to an other when said two buildings are right next to each other? Pretty damn hard if you're lost and lonely. It took me no less than 40 flippin' minutes to figure out I had to turn RIGHT and DOWN the stairs UNDER the railway to get to the other side and find the place I agreed to meet Chiyo, so I was half an hour late. She didn't seem to mind much, though. I think she understood my confusion and accepted my appologies for being late. She asked if I had been to Roppongi (No - should I?) and then she showes me around Ikebukoro a bit before taking me to her favorite ramen place. I get the soy sauce flavour and it is AWESOME! I see why so meny people like it now! She also tells me it's still in the rain season, that's why it's not so hot (!?) and it's very humid.
After ramen I see more of Ikebukoro, Hello Kitty-shop (2 floors) and elecrical apliances as well as Sunshine City. Sunshine City is a very big shopping mall I should expect to be very popular indeed. Nothing alternative for me, but Chiyo asks me if I want to try on a ladies kimono yukata - I politely decline (most of them are pink or have a lot of pink in the pattern - and I don't like pink), I'm not sure if I'll look good in kimono - honestly. And my head is killing me. She gives me two pills and a sip of water to flush them down on our way back to the station. And then I walk straight over an airvent that pumps air straight up and lifts up my skirt - BUT THAT NEVER HAPPENED! Nothing so embarrasing has ever happened to me! As if the stairs on the train stations weren't hazardous enough! It even comes out of the pavement! And we were surrounded by people on all sides too! But, of course, no such thing ever happened! I'm wearing pants tomorrow. Shorts.
Harajuku is priority #1 tomorrow, then a suitcase if I can't find one there. After that, I'll see what I can do about the Emperial gardens and Roppongi.

DAY 7: What's with the phonecharms?
10.45pm Such an expensive day O____O; Whent to Harajuku around noon - that is to say; I left the hostel by noon, got on the Ginza line to Shibuya as I have done before, but took an other exit that the other times, which caused me to walk around for about two hours before finally finding Harajuku street. Found Richards (the red dress - I'm not wearing it now, it's too hot) and only meant to buy a pair of pants but ended up buying a whole outfit too. A shirt (white with a bit of print), a corset (mainly black) and a B/W skirt to go with it. The pants had to be XL (O__O; ) and the only pair that size had a pink print, so he told me he'd print them tonight and send them to NZ tomorrow - the shipping is a present for me XD They give a lot of those, I think. They gave me a milkshake form the Golden Seagull too. It turned out so expensive! But, as I said before, I don't want to go back to NZ and know I won't be back in Japan, probably, for years and regret not buying it while I had the chance.
Before I forget - AGAIN - I need to say that Japanese rock silver is some of the coolest I've ever seen. There's so much of it! And it's practically everywhere. I spent quite a lot of time checking it out, so when I finally got to the bridge it was 5pm and most people had alreaddy left. I did see a few people and got a few pictures, but I really was late for most of it.
After that I whent back to Ueno and found a nice suitcase, and then whent to say goodbye to Masaki. Still interested in getting my pants off and offering me a look at his private parts - I think I got my point through when I rose my hand and spoke rather quickly and sternly in Danish. He was still working for goodness sake! I'm a shy person and I don't need, nor want, to see your thingy in public! They wanted to give me a present - a memory of Japan (as if I didn't have a bunch areaddy) and decide on a pair of little baby dolls (I forgot the name of them) in phonecharms. OMIGASH - so meny phonecharms! Then they go overboard in wrapping them up nicely as a present and Masaki sneaks his little orange monster friend down in the gift bag too. I promise it will have a good home.
Then I headed back to the hostel, ate intsant noodles, pack my new bag with all my junk and talk to strangers.

Day 8: Sayonara TTATT
10.30am Uh, lol? I got up at 7.40am woken up by someone else's alarm clock going ballistic. About an hour later I'd checked out and was on my way to the station. I don't have to be at the airport untill 4pm but I'd hate to be late so I'm going in good time. I thought the little lady in the train speakers said something about changing somewhere, and nervous as I am I got off at the station I thought to be the one I had to change at to go to terminal 2 of Narita Airport. So I'm sitting at Yachiyodai station and I didn't need to change... I'm waiting for the next train to Narita to come by.
11.30am The train came at 10.45am. It's nice they run so frequently (the busses in Wellington only go twice or trice an hour) I arrived at Narita Airport terminal 2 at 11.19am and now I just have to wait... a few hours.
12.05 I was just ID checked by the Japanese Police. I wonder what's going on, they've been on high alert for the past few days, but I don't know why.

DAY 9: Back in New Zealand
1.10pm (back to NZ time) After I checked in in Narita yesterday I was ID checked again - wonderrr~
As the plane left Narita I whispered (I meant to say it, but very little sound came over my lips) 'I'll be back!' And I will. I will go back to Tokyo and Japan, I just don't know when.
When we stopped by Kansai airport, we had a bumpy landing and I realized how much of my front can jiggle O_______O (it was a rather turbulent flight back to NZ) and I met two other HIM-fans (they sold me a pack of Pocky's) and I was ID checked twice right after landing in Auckland. I'm not sure my carry-on baggage is light enough. My check-in baggage was 7.5 kg and my carry on bag IS smaller, but I'm not sure which is lighter.
I've been thinking about Masaki most of the way, and what I can do to show him thata his little orange monster friend has come to a good home in NZ. Take some pictures and send to him.

And that concludes my first trip to Tokyo! Now I seriously need a part-time job to make up for the expensive days in Harajuku and to raise money for my third year of University - assuming I'll go on to second year (limited entry).
If possible I also want to save up to another trip to JP. As much as possible.