/Edit 2/ Fuck. There was an earthquake lo! In Iwate with a magnitude of about 6.8, at around 0:26 Japan time. Tokyo also shook a little at around 2 on the scale. That answers why I felt the ground shake earlier. So I called the reception again and this time he admits that there was an earthquake but according to him, "earthquakes are common in Japan". When I told him that I've not experienced one before(except for the little shake in Singapore), he went "Oh, but it's fine."
-_______________________- Shithead. I replied "REALLY?!" and put down the phone.
More about the earthquake: http://typhoon.yahoo.co.jp/weather/jp/earthquake/
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/Edit/ OMG, I think that I just felt the ground shake. My friend felt it too so it's not my imagination. We were so afraid that it was an earthquake that we called the reception. "The floor shook!!! Is there an earthquake?" He couldnt understand what was "floor" nor "earthquake" so we gave up talking to him in English and used our lousy Japanese instead. His answer was that there's no earthquake and being the insecure tourist that I am, I questioned him..."Are you sure there's no earthquake!?!!!" "Yes." Okay, now I feel damn stupid and paiseh to go down to the lobby tomorrow. Then again, luckily it wasnt an earthquake. /Edit/
One word to describe the Japan trip up till now...TIRING. Finally left Osaka last night and took a night bus to Tokyo. Couldnt sleep at all on the bus and I ended up with a sore neck and butt. After arriving at Shinjuku bus station, the first thing that came to my mind was...Why does this place smell of urine?! It was freaking bad. Unlike Osaka, the streets of Shinjuku and Ikebukuro are pretty dirty with cigarette butts scattered all over the floor. Guess this is what happens when too many people stay in one place at one time.
Had to drag my scarily heavy luggages all over the Shinjuku station simply because I was trying to find the non-existent elevator. I'm pretty sure that there's an elevator somewhere but it was nowhere near where I was situated at that time. As it was rush hour with hoardes of salarymen walking in all directions, I really did not want to drag my luggages all the way to the where-the-hell-is-it elevator. Train stations here have a serious lack of elevators and I totally hate it because it means that tourists have to drag like 20kg worth of stuff up and down FLIGHTS of stairs just to board the train. Also, another point about Tokyo is that...the people here are like Singaporean aunties...and that's not a compliment. When the MRT train arrives, Singaporean aunties will always push their way through like there's no tomorrow. In Osaka, people queued up at the sides and allowed others to alight. In Tokyo, those assholes just pushed their way through. Seriously, if I cant get off the train...YOU THINK I WILL LET YOU GET ON MEH?! In the end, I just "lightly" brushed my luggage against anyone who was trying to budge their way up the train.
Anyways, I'm pretty tired now. In fact, I'm seated at the hotel lobby using the free wireless instead of going out to tour Tokyo. Okay, more updates when I find the time to do so~ Whee~
