Shinagawa-ku
We landed in Narita International Airport at 16.30pm yesterday afternoon. After picking up luggage and declaring ourselves and all that rubbish, I scrambled around the airport assembling all of those pieces of equipment and data that establish a person in the information-environment of a place — currency, cell phone, and directions from where you are to where you can rest your head for the night.
Narita express tickets took us expediently to Shinagawa station. On the train I sent my American phone a voicemail and a text message from my new keitai denwa rental, and suddenly experienced the kind of far-from-home feeling I didn’t really get in Australia.
Very little English is spoken here — it’s quite challenging. (I love it.) I had heard that before, that fewer people “than you would expect” speak English, but I’ve been pleased to find this the case.
