The Man on the Bike
September 17, 2009I’ve made it past the 24-hour mark. Starting at 4:00 am in Rathdrum, I drove to Seattle, got on the plane, flew to Tokyo, and then rode trains around for a few hours. I think that it’s 5 am in Seattle now, so…. long.
I also think Japan hates me. Getting the suitcases through the subway was a bitch, because you can’t fit through any of the stalls really, but then as I was walking down the sidewalk this old man on a bike tried to pass me; as he swerved he hit a bump or something and ended up eating it and scraping his face on the sidewalk. I dropped my stuff and tried to help him up, but he sort of shooed me away and walked off with his bike. He was definitely bleeding and I caught up to him about half a block later and tried to apologize, but he just gave me the evil eye and turned away, so I kept walking. He’s probably spreading the bad news through the secret Japanese underground and I’ll be black-listed everywhere.
Also, I already met a guy who rides a fixie in the dorms, so that’s gonna work out reeeal smoooooth.
The room is pretty bland, but I’ll throw in a picture or two to let you see the size. The bathroom is even more reminiscent of an airplane bathroom than the one I used over the summer.
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- The Room
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- Bathroom
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- The “Kitchenette”
Oh Luke! I’m sorry to hear about the old man, but I’m glad that at least you made it safely and without too many other incidents.
And wow, you came here so late! What time did your flight arrive? I never ride the trains at night, but at least they probably weren’t crowded? Haha.
Nice room though! I suppose if you’re feeling too claustrophobic, you’re welcome to come over to my house any time! It’s also small but at least there’s more than just one room.
Anyway, I’m really looking forward to seeing you next week! We’re gonna have a fun semester! I’m going to add you to my blogroll too, ok?