18 hours later...

I started out the morning on this very spot on this very same train platform about 18 hours ago.

During that time, I have stretched my limited japanese sign language to the edge teaching 6 classes of hearing impaired kids, been asked by 3 horny teenage boys if I like "big" women (with accompanying hand gestures, no sign language needed) (my P.C. response: "I like girls with a sense of humor"), gone into tokyo to eat yakiniku in shibuya, listened to a friend spill their heart, taken a bunch of purikura, spent about 3.5 hours riding trains, 1 hour of which with a drunk old man leaning his head on my shoulder, gone through 4 bottles of tea and 2 packs of gum (I really need to quit), drank 2 cups of coffee and listened to 58 songs on my ipod.... Whew!!