22nd August 1991 Day 33

Diary
This morning we were shown how to get to the station - which we'd already discovered. Then, along with Ian, who'd won the trip in a raffle, we caught a tube to the station and then walked to the Tokyo Tower. The tower is supposedly taller than the Eiffel Tower but you could have fooled me. Anyhow, we manged to get Graham up in the lift. He had his eyes shut but he survived. A Japanese couple got us to pose for photos with their daughter and then we signed our names for them. Strange people the Japanese.


 We went to the Emperor's gardens and palace but they were shut. Typical. In the evening 10 of us got together and hunted round Shinjuku for something to eat. We found somewhere that could get us all in a midst lots of laughter and pointing at the pictures outside we managed to order a selection of dishes. The third one was absolutely inedible. Afterwards we spent a couple of hours searching for a bar that sold only beer - in vain.
Graham and Ian












2011
Shinjuku Station - the world's busiest train station and the dividing point between the hustle and bustle of the bars , shops and life on one side and the government buildings and businesses on the other side.


We bought our tickets through David Barnett's Track and Field Tours Company and there were many other British fans staying in our hotel. Ian was a freelance vision mixer and filled us in on some BBC insider stories - but you'll have to wait until 1st September to find out more.


Bop hanging on
Graham was (is) notoriously scared of heights. I remember him pinned to the wall of a staircase in a museum in Germany because it had a pendulum hanging down the middle. He looked up at the pendulum and froze. I think we peeled him off the wall and carried him down. Getting him up the tower was a major coup. Another friend of mine, Dileep, is similarly scared of heights and when we went to Paris together he ended up stuck at the top of the Eiffel Tower for several hours waiting for me. He went in the lift and I went up the stairs and when I didn't see him at the first stage I thought he'd chickened out. He'd actually gone all the way to the top. This was in the days before mobiles and I couldn't find him anywhere so went sightseeing for the rest of the afternoon while he hung for dear life at the top of the tower. He he.

1 comment:

  1. Still am scared of heights, but don't mind if it's a totally enclosed lift. The problem here was that the lift had windows, although I was ok once we'd got up to the first floor of the tower itself (irrational, I know, but then so is the whole acrophobia thing).

    The Japanese father wanted us to sign our name in that strange western 'left to right' style, so that his kids could watch. It was weird to be an object of curiosity just for being us, but the Japan trip had quite a few further examples of that.

    ReplyDelete