Saturday, July 26, 2025 - Move to our final hotel
The day is bright and sunny. The temperature is predicted to reach the mid nineties and the humidity to 70%. In the hotel lobby we went to Lawson convenience store to find food to bring to our rooms for breakfast. I ate edamame and a teriyaki and egg sandwich. We ate at the low table by the large window and enjoyed watching activity around the park as well as the monorail. Then we packed for our move, more challenging than earlier with purchases needing to be packed.
With one shuttle we were at the train station. Kenji and Karin had researched our transfer stop. From that point we surfaced, and Kenji called an Uber which brought us to the Asakusa Central Hotel. Karin and Ke ji checked us in, but we needed to wait a little over an hour before accessing our rooms.
We went to eat lunch at a popular restaurant down the street. Karin wrote Kenji's name on the clipboard, along with around 20 others. We noticed they were placing their orders with the clipboard manager, so Karin requested a menu in English, we made our decisions, informed the young man clipboard manager, and we waited a few minutes more. At our table we saw glasses filled with cold water and a pitcher of water. Japanese hamburger with sauce and some noodles and veggies. They all hit the spot.
At the hotel Karin did some more digital registration, a second time with passports, received a print-out which they brought to the registration desk. Then they received room keys. What a process.
During laundry activities I watched Sumo wrestling.It was evening when the wrestling ended. Karin stated she just read it was a dsiky competition from July 13-27. They means tomorrow will be the final day. Oh dear; what will we on Monday the 28th, the day before we fly home?
With Kenji Karin and I walked the street looking for a 7 Eleven and food for supper. The street was closed to traffic, and a large crowd was forming and walking toward the river. We learned that fireworks would be displayed over the river in celebration of a festival. Young people and families with small children appeared happy as they made their way on the street. We made our way into the store, purchased a few items as and made our way back to the hotel to eat in our rooms. We watched TV, fascinated by the joy and laughter of the performers and types of happy programing and commercials. This is a welcome change and delight to my eyes, and I am glad to listen to Japanese.
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