Shirley M. J.
Yelp
I must admit I didn't know I could YELP Japan, let alone YELP anywhere in Far East Asia! Anyway, I'm finally catching up with all my reviews I wanted to Yelp so, here's my first review for Japan:
Sakura Hotel was an arduous feat arriving at Jimbocho District for so many, many reasons~First arriving at Narita Airport . . . Uh~oh-oh! Ooof! Everything's written in kanji or is that kana??? No English words telling me where to go??!! Nooo! Borragitta~I'm RUINED!!! First, learning how to speak Korean but, Dorothy, Dear~You're NOT in Seoul anymore!! NO Korean, Shirley, just Japanese only but, I only know how to say, Konnechewa, eeyay, merrokosend, domo arrigato, San-Shi . . . Oh-oh! I'm SO SCREWED NOW!!
Ok~oh, yeah-I need to offload my extra luggage . . . I find an American asking where do I store my luggage and the American man told me to go downstairs to the left, paying like $22.00 USD for storing my luggage. Ahh-cool, thanks, Dude! "Yup~No problem! Oh, hey, offload as much luggage as possible because transportation is rough here!" Ahh-cool, thanks, Dude!
After storing my luggage . . . I need to buy a train ticket: Uh~yeah~Konnecheewa~Uhm~Where do I buy a train ticket? "Eeyay!" Huh? What? Yah~San-Shi! Oeodi Metro Train? (I spoke in my broken Korean seeing if the person understood Korean-No such LUCK!!)! Person puts hands and arms up making an X gesture and walked away!! WHAT?? Mooo-YAH??!!
Uhm ...( * ~ * )
Uhm-\('~_~')/-YAH~San-Shi!!
Tuwajo, jusayyo, eh?? Borragitta!!! I screamed inside the airport underground hallway!!
I finally found a Japanese Airline Hostess asking her where do I buy my train ticket and she said to follow her; waiting to buy a train ticket took forever because there was only one person at the train kiosk with fifteen people waiting, wanting to buy their train ticket! TWENTY minutes later: Oh-Oh-Oh~I need to go to Sakura Hotel-Here's the address . . . "I speak little Ing-grish. I give you map, I write in Japanese so, more Japanese citizens help you find Sakura, ok? Ok." Ticket in hand, go ride the "J" Train.
Heads Up: Never, EVER ride ANY Metro Train with luggage because elevators and escalators are few and far between!! I ride the "J" Train to Shibuya Station lugging my suitcases, backpack, and augh~I'm sweating to death!! I'm carrying my luggage but, I need to get Japanese currency before heading to Sakura; a lady that looks exactly like Park Shin Hye, a Korean actress helps me find a bank in Shibuya District, I thank her, hop onto another train heading for Jimbocho. I'm at Jimbocho Station hoofing up SEVERAL flights of stairs-AUGH! Ok~Whoa-Uhm-Konnecheewa-Sakura Hotel? "Eeyay!" Yah-Tuwajo, jusayyo!!! Oh! The man is Korean! "Jusonghayyo!" Ahh-Quenchanayo! The Korean man tells me in KOREAN how to get to Sakura Hotel! HAH!!
I finally arrived at Sakura Hotel sweating profusely from lugging my luggage and in my confusion, I'm mixing languages~Anneyeoung, Hassayyo, San-Shi-Konnecheewa, yah, my name is Shirley-whoa-I'm borragitta! I need a shower! My room? I'm on the fifth or was it third (?) floor, small, narrow room, the size of a laundry room, narrow twin bed. Uhm-This is where I'm staying? Uhm-\('~~')/-YAH!! Andwayyo!!! Ok~Konnechewa, Sakura!!
Where's the shower? Oh-I guess I'll wear this robe~Oh! The shower is tiny but, clean. I finally feel coherent, go down to the reception area, ask for Internet access~ok, I'm finished with that, now, let's find a place to eat . . . SUSHI!!! Hey, WHY NOT? This is THE place where sushi derived~Right? Right!