So...I'm here! After a loooong time flying, I've managed to get myself to a hostel for two nights and then moved in to my dorm (which you may already know about...funny story I'll get to it).
The flight to Doha was pretty awesome - made a friend and spent the hours chatting, drinking free alcohol and watching movies. YEY. (Divergent was a good watch...as was The Other Woman). So by the time I had to change, I was feeling pretty good. Then came the second flight, the longer one...9 hours sat on my todd unable to get to sleep, and eventually putting on The Fault in Our Stars...bloody hell bad choice for my state of mind (though the film was really good)! Eventually the time came and we landed at Kansai International! Phew.
As soon as I was off that plane and making my way to the hostel, I was buzzing to use my Japanese and see Japan. Got a little chat in with the taxi driver which was cool (I was just happy I was being understood). Having never been to a hostel before, at first it was a bit daunting but I met another friend there in my room and managed to Skype a few people from home! Jet lag has not been as big of an issue as I thought it would. From other people's stories, I was expecting to be randomly falling asleep during the day and have a complete lack of energy - which would have made sense considering just how little I slept on the plane. BUT, it was not too bad at all.
However, that does now mean that I cannot blame jet lag for my stupidity and goofiness. Damn.
Which brings me onto my taxi incident, going back to before - basically I moved into my hostel during the night, therefore did not manage to take in my surroundings whilst in the taxi....bear this in mind before judging me haha! So I get there and at one point I try to ring a taxi for the next day to my Uni dorm (the only thing I hadn't sorted beforehand). ..Turns out the dorm is literally opposite the youth hostel I was at. Imagine if I had been successful with the taxi and it turned up...there's me asking to go to my dorm and he would have driven out the hostel's drive, across the road and onto another drive. The embarrassment. Luckily, I got nowhere with the taxi over the phone as you had to book it on the day (which took me a while to work out that's actually what the lady was trying to tell me...). In my defence, she didn't explain in the clearest way. "Call me once more." I'm thinking....You want me to call you back? But she was lovely and helpful and..we got there in the end.
So here I am! First night in my dorm and already met lots of cool people. みんなはやさしいーー!
More to follow :)
I'll leave you with this picture I took in the youth hostel, just chillin in the lobby.
またね!
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