The bus took us to Yokohama Station where Diana’s sister met us to lead us the rest of the way. Our journey, which had started on BART, now needed JR railway and a cab to get us to A & T’s apartment.
Their building had small darkly lit hallways lined with tiny metal doors and aluminum tubes jutting every where. A said they were upgrading the building to digital cable, which meant drilling through the wall’s into everyone’s bathroom. Fun.
The apartment itself was very nice if tiny. And I don’t mean “tiny” in terms of its square footage, but in terms of ceiling height. I barely fit through the doors. Traditionally they grew ‘em shorter in Japan, but I never felt particularly tall while riding the subway’s or anything like that. The Japanese are getting taller, which will make things interesting given their historic proclivity for short ceilings.
What did we do our first evening in Japan? Well, we didn’t get to Yokohama in time to go to the Baystars’ game, so we watched several episodes of Sports Night on DVD until we could finally allow ourselves to go to sleep.
Fortunately T works for an air conditioning company. They had a small unit that cooled one room really well and the one next to it moderately well. But still, even with the AC on, we slept on futons on the floor of the living room with no sheets or blankets of any kind. That’s how hot it was.
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