Our bloodshot eyes strain to make out English subtitles on Japanese signs directing commuters where to catch trains heading in every direction.
Our massive suitcases stand around us like 300 pound linemen trying to look over our shoulders at the map. Linemen that we have to wheel from train to train.
Our arrival in Japan feels surreal.
Is it 10pm in Tokyo or 3am in LA? I don’t really know.
It’s dark and tired businessmen are buzzing all around us to get home after a long day.
And what do we experience almost immediately after stopping to check our map?
The kindness of strangers.
Someone stops and asks us if they can help us find our way. And on the next train platform, another someone. And then another. With broken English and bright smiles, they point us to our next train.
People are kind and helpful in Tokyo.
What a wonderful way to start a vacation. Almost as wonderful as finding our way home and collapsing into bed.
PS – We snapped these pics on our first day in Shibuya (after the previous night’s adventures in train hopping from the airport to our Airbnb). I’m wearing my St. Christopher bangle from Alex and Ani; he’s the patron saint of travelers and a very appropriate good luck charm.
Can’t wait to share more with you soon!