Godaido of Yamadera
This day turned out to be a good and bad day. Although the bad can sort of be looked at in a good light.
I started my morning with some Orange Juice and headed off to Kita-Yamadera station to visit the snowy town of Yamadera.
Matsushima Bay
I woke up a little bit later than I wanted but I headed down to the JR station to get my pass stamped.
My destination today would be one of the three great views of Japan, Matsushima Bay.
Night time street in Akihabara
I opted to skip breakfast today in preparation for my lunch. A meal at a michelin starred restaurant featuring “Unagi”.
Tokyo Station Exterior
Having had only 3 hours sleep the previous day I still managed to get up before 9am I guess. The capsule hotel does not allow guests to stay in their capsules at all between 10am and 4pm.
Today I was to visit my friend Adrian who teaches English in the small city of Nasushiobara 2 hours north of Tokyo.
Shibuya Crossing at night
It's been about 6 years since I've last been in Japan and I must say it's great to be back! Today I start my morning by
checking in to my capsule hotel to get rid of my bags and diving straight in to the busy alleyways of Tsukiji Fish Market for breakfast.
Karl X Gustav Statue at Stortorget (Great Square)
Off to Malmö (pronounced as ‘mal-merrr’), the last city in Sweden I was visiting. Malmö was a bit of an interesting pick for me as there wasn't a whole lot to do there but I was still rather interested in having a sticky beak as it was one of those cities that is currently booming. It's gotten a lot of bad press in recent years, but I doubt it amounted to anything.
Viking money
My last day in Gothenburg; today I am off to see some sights and enjoy some more Swedish fare.
View of Stora Hamnkanalen (Big Harbour Canal)
Time to move on to Gothenburg (in Swedish: Göteborg, which is pronounced yeh-tah-bore-ee!) Some Swedes have no idea what “Gothenburg” is, apparently. Seems a bit odd, considering loads of other cities and countries around the world have names that differ to their respective English names but those people seem to get by (e.g. China, Japan, Florence).
Drottningholms slott
Sunday in Stockholm. I'd read that Sundays can be a bit of a painpoint for tourists in Europe, because things close early (or don't open at all) so that everyone can have a break. It's a good idea, but when I verified this with my German roomie, she agreed that it kind of sucked, because you had to plan ahead of time.
Which is what I definitely did before even boarding my flight to Stockholm. For example, the city hall was closed on Sundays but not Drottningholms slott…
Western side of Gamla Stan, Stockholm
Staying in a hostel can be really unpredictable. There's always the early risers who get up and start making a fuss so they can be out the door by 8am. This time, I was that early riser, but I had gotten up at around 9:30… hardly early.
For breakfast, I had my first kanelbullar (cinnamon scroll) from 7 Eleven, which wasn't my first choice for breakfast! I was in a hurry, but it was actually really good. Heaps better than the ones I've had in Sydney.