Fuji-san

Room 1132 in the ANA Hotel Narita, Japan
Special Guest Blogger - Juan N.

MT FUJI IS TALL. And it is very cold, very windy, and very dusty. Two hundred feet from the top, I couldn't bear the weight of the ring any longer. Sam carried me the rest of the way.

Seriously though, I was *this close* to turning back. But I didn't, and I made it. And I have the pictures to prove it.

Even though the way down was much easier, towards the end it took everything in my power to stay awake and put one foot in front of the other.

The ryokan we stayed at afterward was nice. I did the onsen thing. On a scale of 1 to 10, where 27 was my anxiety level the first time I did a Japanese bath, that time was a 12. I was better, but being naked with my friends is FAAAR outside my little comfort zone.

I said goodbye to the guys at Tokyo station.

I took a train I thought was bound for Narita but instead turned back at Chiba. I had to get off at the first stop back and spend time deciphering a train schedule before figuring out I had to wait over thirty minutes for a Narita train actually going there.

I checked into my hotel. Spending one last night in Japan before hopping on a plane back at 6:45 PM. Will be back in LA 12:50 PM THE VERY SAME DAY. Yeah, Japan is so cool they have planes that travel back in time. How old has that joke gotten?

In closing, this trip was a blast for me. I'm so glad I came and I had a wonderful time. Thank you Jason and Mike for hosting me. And organizing so much of the shit. And carrying everything up Fuji for me.

This is guest blogger Juan, broadcasting live from Japan, signing off. Over and out.

Now lets see if I can enable APM support in my kernel...