Ahh, how we took for granted the small and convenient size of Singapore, these days, making plans to go somewhere in Tokyo, one has to plan properly way in advance.
No more spur-of-the-moment decisions to pop around and pick up a ubiquitous GOØFÜNBLOB lamp from Queensway Ikea...
MISSION: GET TO IKEA
Sunday January 20th, 2008
8.30 am
Wake Up
9.30 am
Ask concierge for directions to Ikea
(yes, we live in a rather posh place that has a concierge service, so no riff-raff please...)
10.00 am
Katsudon breakfast at Shinagawa train station
10.30 am
Board train (tokaido line) bound for Tokyo station
10.40 am
Arrive at Tokyo station
(realize the train to IKEA is on the Keiyo line, which is half a kilometre away, WITHIN Tokyo station)
10.55 am
Arrive at track 4 Keiyo line, breathing heavy, wait for train
11.00 am
Board train, doze off after 10 minutes...
12.11 pm
Realise we have passed our station (Minami Funabashi), SOMEBODY wasn't keeping watch... she will remain nameless
12.45 pm
Back track and finally arrive at Minami Funabashi, the middle of nowhere, with a massive IKEA store right in the middle-of-nowhere. Realise it is a Mecca for the bored as we see streams of lemmings heading for the entrance.
12.55 pm
Shop till we drop, pushing pass Japanese heartlanders and the odd white gaijin...
14.00 pm
Queue up to pay, 56,000¥ for a futon bed and a couple of bins... sigh
14.25 pm
Grab a 100¥ hotdog, can't afford anything else...
14.45 pm
Head back to train station
15.15 pm
Catch the packed express train back to Tokyo station
16.00 pm
Arrive at Tokyo station, start walking back to Yamanote line track (half a klick away)
16.15 pm
Catch breath
16.25 pm
Take train back to Shinagawa
16.45 pm
Get off train and head to cabstand
16.55 pm
Take taxi home
17.10 pm
Arrive home
Later in the evening, realised we forgot to buy a GOØFÜNBLOB lamp... shit.
3 comments:
so cartoon! LMAO!
Jeez.. what heappens if you want to buy a sofa?
Here shopping consists of a gentle stroll by the sea to take a look at the catch of the day from the fishing boats, haggle a bit, sit in the sun to recover from the effort, then, yawn... back home to pan sear that tuna for lunch..
On the other hand, if we want a bed or bookshelves we gotta make it ourselves.
I can't believe Nicole can read Jap now! You mean she can read Minami Funabashi already?? LOL
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