18.09.2006 28 °C
I can't read maps. This was already well established, but beautifully illustrated this evening when it took me 30 minutes to complete a (supposedly) 5 minute walk to Guest House Bola Bola from Uzumasa station. The last 60 seconds of which were accomplished by taxi.
The cabbie was nice enough not to charge me, obviously aware of my special needs.
Guest House Bola Bola is a quaint little establishment with traditional japanese style tatami sleeping arrangements and ridiculously low arch ways. I feel like an ogre. Not the first time in this country of slender and graceful people.
Today I rode the shinkansen to Kyoto. Maybe it's because I'm inherently oblivious, but we didn't seem to be going exceptionally fast. Maybe it's because I had the aisle seat.
Kyoto station is quite incredible, it's a massive structure with a complicated steel atrium and the most impressive series of staircases I've yet seen. I took the escalators.