Sake to me Baby – Japan Day One

It was so emotionally hard to leave Canada.

It’s always hard to say goodbye to family even though we know we will be back.

We got into Vancouver quite early and had about five hours to kill before our next leg to Tokyo.

I had to share this pic that I took from the first leg of our flight. Yeah, that jacket shouldn’t be a problem to anyone at all shouldn’t it?

Luckily one of the cabin crew told her to take it down a  short while later.

We had a pretty good flight – no complaints. Got a great breakfast at Vancouver Airport. So good I had to share pics.


Oh and the airport itself is huge and has lots to look at including these colourful fishies.
We should know, we’ve spent over ten hours  at Vancouver airport in the last few weeks.


I don’t think it really hit me that we were flying into Japan until we touched down! I hadn’t even really been thinking about this portion of our vacation time.

IMG_0396I was going through the Japanese phrases I know and I’m completely fluent in Hello, thank you, excuse me AND water. If the situation I’m in calls for more conversation than that, I may be in trouble.

The train trip from Narita airport took just over an hour.

The man sitting next to me must have had some sort of OCD as he was always opening and closing his luggage.

I saw tons of things I could have photographed while we were on the train but I felt like it could have stressed the OCD man out so I didn’t take many.


I did manage to snap one of their well designed “stack em on top of each other” type car parks.

It’s pretty common here seeing as they’re space poor.

We found our apartment very easily and went straight on in. It’s very hard to describe it. Its certainly one of the roomiest (in terms of floor space) we’ve had in our many trips here but also one of the oldest.  As space is always an issue, we’re used to things being tight and awkward but this one definitely wins the prize. Although it’s roomy, the appliances are all shoved awkwardly into one small space.
I don’t want to say anything negative. It’s certainly clean. And some people don’t mind not shutting the bathroom door so if there’s not enough room for you to sit on the throne AND shut the door at the same time, it’s not a big deal is it? Hubby and I like to keep a little mystery in our marriage so we’re definitely going to have to work out a system there.

First thing to do was go shopping for some basics. As soon as I entered the supermarket I saw this.


I’m pretty sure I heard angels singing.

We had to get milk as well. I’ve explained before how difficult it is because although we have that fab vocabulary of four words, we don’t read Japanese. So how do we know we’ve bought regular milk for coffee?? Is it Soy? Skim? Almond? We just wanted regular milk! I haven’t tried it yet so hopefully what we bought is ok.


And speaking about buying things I have no clue about, I bought this drink (bottom left) because it was zero calories. I don’t know what it tastes like and I say that AFTER I’ve had some.
Have I told you before how difficult it is to buy diet lemonade here?? So this will have to do.

We didn’t buy sugar because finding it seemed to be an issue again and we were too tired to keep trying. Looks like we’ll be having sugarless coffees in our apartment.

We also bought our regular Milk Tea because, well, we are in Japan.


I’m pretty sure I’ve been up over 24 hours now so it’s time for this tired girl to get some shut eye.
Oh, I haven’t mentioned that this apartment, bigger floor space than most, doesn’t have one double bed, it has two beds that are slightly smaller than a double. So instead of putting a nice sized bed in the bedroom and allow for food traffic, somewhere to put your luggage etc, they took up the whole floor area with two beds. Hubby (all six foot seven of him) and I are going to try to sleep in one bed. This can only end badly!!!

So Sumimasen if I say Konichiwa.  By the way, do you know where I can get some mizu? Arigatō (gozaimasu)


Oot and Aboot in Canada Eh!

Woo hoo and we’re off again!

Eh-what-are-you-talking-abootBefore leaving for Canada I did a little google search on what to expect when travelling to Canada.
Although I’ve been here a few times before, I just wondered what the opinions were out there.

I was mostly familiar with everything I read, but I did have a chuckle when one page mentioned the “oot and aboot” thing and the article said most Canadians get offended by that. They all deny they do it.

Even though I like to tease my Canadian hubby about it, he doesn’t 27c412b57eb56e05460cfc927fa6638ereally  say “Oot and aboot”. Mostly, it sounds more like “Oat and Aboat”
He wasn’t too impressed with that observation either.

Unfortunately I’d come down with a throat and ear infection days before we had to leave. I blame the sickness on the fact that I almost left my handbag when we went through security! It’s not like I took a few steps and remembered, I was halfway to the gate when I started to think something wasn’t right. I was travelling “light”
Hubby was in his own world when I started hyperventilating and calling out his name.
“I have to go back to security, I left my bag there!!!”
Who does that??

Oh and I didn’t take a pic of us together, but wanted to show you how we colour coordinated our outfits. Not on purpose!!! If we had noticed one of us would have changed for sure. We were both in pink and black.

Flying is a pain in the ass fun isn’t it? The most exciting thing is wondering what nature of food we’re going to be served and how long is it going to take to get to us.
“Have they started yet? I think I can smell something” “What’s cabin crew doing? Have they got the trolley’s out yet?” “Do you think they’ll start from our end or will we be last?”
On one of our flights, we were towards the end of the plane and almost last to be served. The choice was pasta or falafel salad. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out that the interest in falafel would be low right?

Very disappointed to be told there was no choice. Falafel for us it was.

But I’m sure you didn’t come here to read about how obsessed over food I am.


The flight from Brisbane to Vancouver was thirteen hours.

Such a long time.
The plane was pretty full but it was fairly roomy too so no complaints. It was a 787 Dreamliner if that means anything to you.

We were also at the start of the food serving line AND we found where the snacks were stashed and helped ourselves regularly throughout the flight.

Thank you Air Canada!

Now we’ve got a a long wait before our next flight but it gives us a bit of time to get irritated with each other and charge and recharge our devices and perhaps communicate with any Australians who choose not to sleep during the night hours.

Can’t wait to see family!!! Still can’t believe we’re here. This is Canada mate! Eh!

And remember…