I guess you could say it wasn't such a good idea to stay up until 3 a.m. playing RE5 before packing. Sleep wasn't coming to me easily leading up to this trip, and I probably should have gone to bed at a decent hour since i had a 6:15 am train to catch. No worries- I had a prepared for this; I set 2 separate alarms just to make sure I woke up on time...
Beeeeeep! 6:03, fuck! I ran around my apartment, grabbed my stuff, and hopped on the bicycle towards the station. I peddled my ass off for 10 min and by the time I got there, I was in a full sweat and felt like throwing up... flashbacks of soccer practice in high school with 100 sprints.
I got to the station at 6:13, picked up my bike, and threw my it in the bike rack. Good thing the entrance to the train station is on the opposite side of the bike rack... More running. Panting and sweating like a fat person, I got to the service window while trying to explain that I'll buy a ticket on the train. The guy had his back towards me. 'Excuse me!' came out of my mouth 4 times in between breaths getting progressively louder each time. Who needs tickets? I ran up to the platform to find an empty track. Jesus k rice... I'm gonna miss my flight.
I turned to go down the steps to check on the next train to find my wallet laying on the ground at the top of the steps. It must have fallen out while I was running up the steps... luck was on my side, in an ironic way. More strange happenings to come. The train I was supposed to ride was delayed due to a collision with a boar (code name for suicide... this is Japan, ya know). I bought a ticket to ride the local train to Kokura before changing to the Shinkansen. To make matters worse I got off the wrong stop... east Kokura instead of plain Kokura... luckily, there was a train that came exactly 2 minutes later.
Somehow, I made it to the airport about 10 min before check-in closed...
A trip a ironies had started
Beeeeeep! 6:03, fuck! I ran around my apartment, grabbed my stuff, and hopped on the bicycle towards the station. I peddled my ass off for 10 min and by the time I got there, I was in a full sweat and felt like throwing up... flashbacks of soccer practice in high school with 100 sprints.
I got to the station at 6:13, picked up my bike, and threw my it in the bike rack. Good thing the entrance to the train station is on the opposite side of the bike rack... More running. Panting and sweating like a fat person, I got to the service window while trying to explain that I'll buy a ticket on the train. The guy had his back towards me. 'Excuse me!' came out of my mouth 4 times in between breaths getting progressively louder each time. Who needs tickets? I ran up to the platform to find an empty track. Jesus k rice... I'm gonna miss my flight.
I turned to go down the steps to check on the next train to find my wallet laying on the ground at the top of the steps. It must have fallen out while I was running up the steps... luck was on my side, in an ironic way. More strange happenings to come. The train I was supposed to ride was delayed due to a collision with a boar (code name for suicide... this is Japan, ya know). I bought a ticket to ride the local train to Kokura before changing to the Shinkansen. To make matters worse I got off the wrong stop... east Kokura instead of plain Kokura... luckily, there was a train that came exactly 2 minutes later.
Somehow, I made it to the airport about 10 min before check-in closed...
A trip a ironies had started
