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Welcome to my blog JP Trippin. It is a story about 2 weeks of my life spent in Japan. I travel to places such as Fukuoka, Osaka, Hiroshima, Kyoto, and Tokyo. Experiencing the culture, the people, and learning more about myself in this unforgettable journey I had. Enjoy and feel free to comment :)

Friday, April 15, 2011

A True Baka Gaijin

You know what's interesting about japan subways? They have a top shelf over the seats so you can place your bags. Very convenient in crowded trains where a backpack can make you feel twice the size.

2011年03月19日
大阪 Osaka


I awoke 3 hours later starving, freezing, the feeling of blood still flowing behind the band-aid, my nose felt stiff with blood slowly leaking, I began coughing, and my hand had swelled like popeyes forearm. I could barely make a fist without a sharp pain coming down the center of my knuckle, and squeezing my enlarged hand into my pocket was painful as well. I should have iced my fist.

I felt weak and unmotivated to do much but I wasn't gonna let Osaka pass me by, plus i still had okonomiyaki on my list. Especially since my current Japanese teacher sent me an email specifically telling me to eat okonomiyaki in Osaka. I admit the lone wolf became a little lonely that morning, and I don't mean like needing a woman or anything. Just wanted someone to enjoy these site seeing events and meals with me. My plan was to go to a tall building and get a shot of Osaka and all her greatness. As well as maybe visit a shrine to I don't know give me inner peace or something. I was home sick for Tokyo cause I had a laundry list of things to do there. Before I get my things together to head out that morning, I check my fb and received a message from an angel.

Her name is Rie and she was a Showa student (Boston campus for Japanese college students learning English) who to be honest I barely remember meeting lol. She apparently lived in Osaka or from my understanding lived in the suburbs near Osaka. We made a plan to hang that afternoon and I was glad to have the company of another.

First things first, I need food and defenses for my immune system. I ask the drunk guy at the reception desk 3 questions: what do you recommend I eat to fight a cold?, where should I go to eat your recommendation?, and I need a citibank! Well the last one was a statement but it needed a reaction. His answers: some meal I can't recall, somewhere I didn't even end up going, and get your ass to namba station.

I was totally assed out on all three because when I got to the station I remembered that I was out of cash and the ticket machine doesn't accept bank cards ((((;゚Д゚)))))))

I was forced to walk to the downtown area of namba. Although I enjoy walking around my environment, this time around I was sick and starving. The only positive light was that the weather was in my favor. I actually had to take off my coat, which was a plus cause the sun's light made me realize my coat had dried blood stains that were not noticeable under the light in my room. I also forgot all about cleaning my sneakers of the blood, oh well.

I must have walked a marathon because it wasn't until 3 hours later that I finally sat down and ate. I got lost many times, ended up back to last nights scene of the crime, stopped to look at a Nintendo 3DS, went to another apple store which was inside a depa-to and had a set up you probably only find in Asia, and took a photo of a Japanese superhero promoting a restaurant. Oh and I finally found the citibank which I realized I had passed several times yesterday. (I also learn and am reminded that I could have gone to a post office or the seven eleven ATMs) Baka!

I had the best brunch ever! I ate bread and tea(ーー;)As I sat there eating the wrong melon pan and drinking tea that I wish was warmer, I realized I had made a lot of dumbass decisions. I spent my whole morning starving looking for a bank I had numerous chances to visit on my first two days in Osaka, I made Ayako stay in a shitty ass place that got her poor mother worried, and I got a cut that won't stop bleeding and most likely needs stitches.

Back to the Hostel m(_ _)m




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