Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of God (pt. II)
I get to write this from the 7th floor of HMV Shibuya, unlike the last post which I wrote in a booth which had tissues, wet wipes and `Travel Vagina` dispensers on the wall. You could rent films there, too - I thought about getting Bad Boys 2 (The Will Smith one).
Anyways, so on Thursday morning from about 0630 this is what we were climbing down, in seriously intense heat, for three hours…
I`m not sure if it`s just this computer, but the images are looking a bit lame. If they are, maybe right-clicking and viewing the picture will help? Maybe.
At the top it says there were no toilets until the 5th station, so we assumed the building we could see at the bottom of the hill was the 5th station. When we got there, it was the 7th station toilets. This is me being seriously bummed out about it.
I`d go for about 10 minutes of being really fed up before realising where we were and how amazing the view was, then going back to being fed up again.
When we got to the bottom of this hill you can see there, you could get a horse to ride you back to the 5th station. If I knew then that it would take 2 hours to get back (when the signs said it was 2 km away) I would maybe have paid the 14000 yen they were charging.
I`ll be honest, after the walk down, it took a while to feel good again about what I`d done. If I`d had the money for the horse maybe it would have been a bit better.
Also, because of the whole `no atmosphere` thing at the top of the mountain, I was totally sunburnt, even though I`d put loads of suncream on. Which was bullshit.
This is us back at 5th station, waiting for the bus home…
I`m pretty sure we`re all going to have nightmares about it for the rest of our lives, but it was still seriously amazing.
