Tokyo

We arrived in Tokyo quite late at night and customs decided to pick us for checking the luggage… cannot remember when this happened ever before. Luckily i threw away my fruits after immigration… as he rummaged through mine and Yvo’s suitcases the poor guys got more and more irritated. Nothing wrong in the bags but it seems they never saw cycling shoes before… ‘what is this??’  aaah Shimano hihihi  He also pointed at various pictures of drugs asking if i carried any of those with me. Sorry my friend all negative and so they let us pass in the end.

Then we just managed to hop on the train into the city, successfully changed in Nippori and arrived at Shinjuku where the first stress began. The taxi driver had no clue where our hotel was even though it was just a 10 min walk from the station. So I called the hotel that they could explain him where it is. Glad we went for the taxi option as we were only to find out the following days how complex Shinjuku train station is to navigate…

After checking in we didn’t feel like unpacking and went directly up to the roof top terrace for a drink and a first glimpse of the city by night.