I am travelling around the world with my friend Susie. At the moment I'm in Tokyo for 8 more days and have been here for 6. These past few days have been so incredible, I'm so glad I took the plunge and just decided to fuck everyone off and do my own thing. Before I left, I was working in a well known English supermarket for shit pay but I managed to save up some money, worked some more hours, buy a ticket, work some more, panic some more and finally got here.

After a long and boring flight, we queued for a while in customs etc. Got a super expensive train from the airport in to Shinjuku which is the largest train station in Tokyo; kind of intimidating in the first few minutes of being here, sleep deprived and lugging a huge suitcase up flights of stairs. We managed to find our hostel which is only 2 stops from there and two seconds walk from the subway which is amazin and very nice when you're tired and want to sleep NOW!

To our amazement, when we checked in, they told us that we had the tatami style bedroom on the 10th floor. This is a traditional style Japanese bedroom with paper walls and a woven floor with mattresses on it. This means we have more privacy and more space to spread our stuff round. In the past week this means that the floor is full of assorted cosmetics, dirty laundry and shoes.

Soon after, we met a lovely girl called Toko who is half-Japanese from Australia. She speaks fluent Japanese and very kindly offered to take us out somewhere local and ordered our food for us. It was a life saver when we were too tired and overwhelmed to figure anything out for ourselves.