Whelp, this is going to be a shortish entry. Today was all about travel.

I got up around 8:00am or so and ventured down and got redressed in the dressing room and discovered a small alcove where we could plug our computers to get online and check email etc, so I did that. While I was doing that, B snuck up behind me and joined me. It had to be close to 9:00am at this point and we decided to go get breakfast.

After negotiating to leave our bags at the Capsule Inn while we bumbled around for a bit, we struck out for a simple American style breakfast at McDonald's. Yeah I know. Anyway, after a happily uneventful breakfast we decided to go see what we could find out about where to catch the Airport Shuttle. I had the thought that we could look for other hotels in the area and maybe just schlep our bags there and be done with it. B thought we should just try to get ourselves and bags to our first Hotel and catch it from there.

Whelp, we did both. We went in search of a decent-sized hotel and found one. The Airport shuttle didn't stop there, of course, but they did have a nifty English Timetable for it. Turns out we would have to go back to the Intercontinental ANA and schlep our bags all the way back through the subways. So we got back to the Capsule Inn after coming up with a plan of attack and I set about transferring all my gear and clothes from my now shot original suitcase to a nice, brandy-new one that I had picked up the night before.

Then it was off to the subways and back to Akasaka to catch the shuttle.

We got there at 11:50am and our schedule said the next one was leaving at 12:10,  so I stopped in the 7-11 again and got a soda and Kabob while B went on to get tickets for the shuttle. I then went straight to the ANA and went upstairs. I Didn't see B. I asked about the shuttle and was told to go downstairs. Looking at my watch, it read 12:05, Doh! Time to hightail it down there! I found B in complex negotiations regarding buying tickets, whether we were guests of the hotel, whether there would be room on the shuttle, and whether or not the shuttle actually went where we wanted it to go.

It all turned ok and we caught it at the scheduled time of 12:30. Sigh.

From there, it was a nice relaxing drive back to the Airport, where we got to deal with the difficulties in using pay phones to call the States, and also in finding where the Hotel shuttle was going to be. Oh, and I got to go into a suicide booth smoking station again.
  
After all that, we caught the hotel shuttle from the airport to the next hotel and checked in. Nice enough place, but after the other rooms that we had been in recently it was a bit squalid. No worries, though. We went up to the room to drop off our shit and then went to look for food.

The hotel had a restaurant called la'Florida and we got a couple of over-priced burgers. When
I asked for bacon I got the surprising “No.” Hmm... ok. So no bacon cheeseburger for me. The food wasn't bad, though. And then it was back to the room to chill. I crashed out and so did B. The next morning was all about yelling at cellphone companies at home for me, and stealing Bibles for B. In a few hours we headed back to the airport for the third time this trip and then had a nice long flight home.

I'm gonna miss this place - Japan and Tokyo, not the Holiday Inn Tobu Narita.