I'm off to Japan again. This time in an attempt to freeze to death.
Since I don't have Ken or Emma slumming the joint up this time, I thought I'd travel with a little class.
Well technically Jetstar emailed me and said "Yo Peasant! Want a cheap upgrade to sit with the actual people?" and I said "Yes".
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Of course, since it's Jetstar we get "sparkling wine" while we wait for the Plebs to take their seats instead of real champagne. |
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Battered fish and mashed minted peas, and a chocolate brownie. An odd afternoon tea combination. Also pictured, my seventeenth Gin and Tonic. |
Actually, I lied before. I'd already decided to travel in style before Jetstar emailed me.
Since I'll be going on a lot of long train journeys this trip, I thought I'd splurge and get a Green Rail Pass.
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The photo I took of the rail pass to taunt Emma. |
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The plush seats in the Narita Express Green Car. Compare them to the jammed together fabric covered monstrosities in Peasant class here: http://travelsty.blogspot.jp/2014/08/japan.html |
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After a hard day travelling in the lap of luxury I arrived at my hotel ready to collapse on the bed, set to awake refreshed for more train trips the next day. |
That's also a lie. I went out for Sushi. I just didn't take any photos.
Update: Jesus Christ you people are a bunch of complainy fucks.
There will be pictures of Sushi in the next post.
This post was bought to you by my handsome chauffeur, Rob. I am extremely grateful to him for the lift to the airport, and saddened that I took no pictures with which to commemorate his heroic service. I didn't even take a photo of the burgers we got before I left. Anyway, I thoroughly recommend him for all your airport lifting needs. His mobile ride sharing app sucks however. 2/10 would not bang.
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