They've just arrived in Tokyo with an insane monstrous lizard in tow bent on destruction and mayhem (Just to clarify: Jen and Jeff are bent on mass destruction; Godzilla's just in town to grab some sushi and a drink at that hotel bar from Lost in Translation.) They're already having adventures:
We'll be posting updates from their travelblog periodically....I mustered up the courage to ask an officer "excuse me, do you understand English?" he replied "yes", but then quickly changed his answer to "a little". So I continued to ask in Japanese "where is the hotel Dai-Ichi?" he told us it was downstairs and to the left and then right there. What he really meant was turn right there... we wandered the block for 10 minutes before Jen asked another person where the hotel was, and we were directed back in the direction we came from. We knew it was right in that area, but not exactly where at. I had found the street it was on and we felt we were getting closer, when Jen went in to a convenience store to get final directions. Low and behold she came out with a receipt map. It showed that Hotel Dai-Ichi was right around the corner. It turns out the Japanese aren't shy about giving directions, especially when they are the wrong directions.
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