On day one... Tokyo was hit by a pretty nasty storm. Heavy rain, and even heavier winds. Lets just say Suz and I lost two umbrellas that snapped in the gusts while attempting to walk in the Imperial Gardens.
What made life worse the majority of the day was supposed to be spent outdoors. Our guide Cho-San tried to lead but nearly faced a mutiny from the the cold and wet soaked group. In a very Japanese way she blamed the weather on herself.
Highlight of the day: the family breaking away from the tour and visiting the graves of the 47 Samurai and learning it was a pilgrimage of my Grandfather every time to he came home to Japan.
Day two began with the sun shining, and we loaded up on the bus and headed for Mt. Fuji. Much like the Japanese as Cho-San said the mountain could be very shy, and especially this time of year it usually hides in a cover of clouds. But as we made our way down the highway, we could see the freshly snow capped mountain (a gift from the storm the day before). I wished Cho-San took the credit for weather as much as she took the blame for the storm, just to jab some of those who gave her a hard time.
Highlight of the day: finding wasabi flavored Kit Kats.
Quote of the day: "I think I'm going to try that butt squirter tonight," fellow tourist on bus when talking about the bidets at our hotel.
-Ryan
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