Tokyo Narita to Kyoto, with transfers and whipped cream and a fruit sandwich
Ok, so eighteen hours flight with a transfer is not so bad, actually, and we took the cheap seats without extra leg space, so. I say it was just fine, my spine is ok too, thank you very much. In the airport everyone is super nice and acting like these hapless foreginers need to be directed everywhere, or they get completely lost. Never have I ever got this kind of customer service in Europe. Christ on a bike, going to an airport in Europe will be playing on level hard from now on. Unless we are talking about this little shit in my home location, but that's just tiny and it makes things easier. I'm rambling. I shall ramble some more when finally at the hotel. Work looming over me, like, even here. Need to forget it exists and some stupid shit probably is being done by someone as I write. Not important.