Updates haven’t been daily because I haven’t had internet access at the house, but I did indeed make it to Tokyo and meet up with Tomomi. It only took us an hour to find eachother in the Tokyo Station.Tokyo StationWe came in on different sides of the station, so when I described what I saw around me, she went to it. On the other side. Of course they pretty much mirror eachother.We made our way to the apartment and went to this restaurant in Musashi-sakai. I had this dish, no idea what it was called, but it tasted like a Denny’s Skillet to me. It had chicken, nori, eggs (over easy) and some other stuff over a bowl of rice. It was soooo good.Afterwards, we split up and Tomomi and I went into Tokyo. We had a good time being tourists of Tokyo (as she had only been once when she was a kid). Shibuya was just what I thought it was going to be. I even saw a bunch of..can’t remember the name of them, but the girls who put too much fake tan on such. This one looked like she had been bronzed and had silver hair. It was horrible.We had managed to find our way to Tokyo Tower, but we had arrived 30 minutes too late, so we couldn’t go up. Instead, we just decided to gaze at the tower and talk.Tomomi and me.Tokyo TowerToday (Wednesday), we played tourist again and went to the Imperial Palace. Only one word comes to mind. すごい〜！(Sugoi (Amazing)). We ran into this French guy and this old man who is from Kansai there. We talked for a little bit. The palace is…just yea. すごい。I am unsure why people say that the portions in Japan are so much smaller. Every meal that I’ve had here, I can’t finish. It is just too much food. Maybe it is all the rice making me full and keeping me full. I am unsure.After parting our ways in Tokyo Station, I managed to find my way home. I thought I was on the correct train, and sure enough I was. However, I wanted to make sure, so I asked the old man next to me. He told me yea, and how many stops I had to go. At the next stop, he said the name of the stop. When he got off the train, he told me “つぎ　つぎ　つき　つぎ” (tsugi tsugi tsugi tsugi) next next next next.An interesting note. At the 7-11, atl east here in Musashi-sakai, they don’t sell cigarettes. I asked, and she pointed me outside across the street to a vending machine. Also a note, they are selling American Spirits here now days. So I guess Japan can get every ciagrette that we can get in America.A smoking areaI’ve also seen more gaijin in Japan since I’ve been in Tokyo than I have for the rest of my stay in Japan. It’s funny because in America, foriegners don’t really stand out that much, but here, we all stand out like a sore thumb.