Harajuku and Shibuya, two places that have become the symbol of Japan in the eyes of non-Japanese or non-Japanese enthusiast, and it becomes the real intro of our journey in Tokyo.
After spending a night in the airport, me and my friend, Risky, can not get in contact with our Airbnb host even though we have called him via payphone (Thank God for payphone!), and that is really worrying. But of course we don’t want to spend all of our holiday in the airport like Tom Hanks in The Terminal, so we took the leap of faith and left the airport to Tokyo. Beside, what’s the best thing to do to kill time? Get lost in translation and get lost literally of course.
We left all of our baggage in a locker room at Hamamatsucho Station and only bring the most important thing for us: mobile Wi-Fi, smartphone, camera, and 3DS (of course you have to bring 3DS everywhere in the Land of Streetpass).
As a duo with limited Japanese language skills and also a limited internet connection, it’s not hard for us to get lost by picking the wrong train. But we’ve planned to get lost anyway, so without any plan, we left the train at Harajuku Station. All we did was walking at a really colorful part of an already colorful town. We came around 9 or 10 pm, and most of the shops are still closed. But we are not here for shopping anyway.
Time skip to a few hours after we started our journey in Harajuku, I decided to check on our Airbnb host again, this time he replied! After a small chat, turns out we need to go back to Hamamatsucho to get our baggage, and then take some trains to our Airbnb place. To get to Hamamatsucho again, we didn’t backtrack and choose to walk 1 km to Shibuya station, another adventure that’s filled with cute girls on the sidewalk, a random market in the middle of the town, and a payphone call to get our direction to the Airbnb place.
That’s all for now. It sounds boring with text, so I will let pictures do the talking. Don’t forget to check other stories through this link!