Wednesday, February 13, 2013
I learned something this past weekend: Do not stray from your Type A roots, because you will end up in a strange city on a three day weekend with nowhere to stay. Homeless. Through some miracle, AirBnB pulled through for me, within an hour of my homeless arrival to Fukuoka in the Kyushu region (i.e., far away from where I live). I'm still not entirely sure how I pulled it off. 90% of the time, things go my way, the other 10%? Well, you sleep in a train station for the other 10%.
I took a shinkansen (bullet train), which was pretty nifty (and expensive)! But sometimes it's more important that you get to your vacancy-less city sooner rather than later. There's all those temples to see! And ramen to eat! And day trips to Dazaifu! And onsen to not faint in! And museums with signs that say "Welcome to Boston!" I even found someone's lost wallet in a bathroom and had an exciting "conversation" with the lost and found.
The highlight of the trip was probably a tiny tiny monkey riding a tiny dog, crossing the street. Sometimes...things are so magical, my measly brain cannot possibly comprehend them.