We leave towards Nagoya to meet TV Aichi's staff who were busy organizing the final events related to the WCS 2006.
While the trip by shinkansen – the super fast train capable of reaching 400Km/h of speed – is pleasant and comfortable, reaching the Toyoko Inn, the same hotel in the Marunouchi block, where we stayed last year, is a real nightmare.
If Nagoya's tube has a bad point that is the unnecessary length of walking, often without any escalators or elevators to reach the various levels, and there are even kilometers between an exit and another...
Also this time we reached the lobby tired, sun burnt and hot to death, something new ^_^.
After having left our luggage and having signed all the needed papers, to avoid losing time we immediately headed by taxi towards downtown to go and plunder a Mandarake, Cospa Shop, Maple Wigs and some other worthy shops: I bought some real good things you will be able to see in this gallery.
You should know that before leaving Francesca and I were hired by Mari Kato – our Japanese reference point – to perform on the final stage of WCS.
Our performance was to be a singing of the opening theme from Cutie Honey as an homage to master Nagai.
So, give the unsuccessful attempts at memorizing the song during the flight, we found ourselves rehearsing trying to create a choreography – based on some ridiculous drawings I made while on the plane – in the hotel lobby, just like in the old times.
Each of us stayed awake until late at night to do something : someone adjusted the costume to be worn on the following days, someone downloaded pictures from the photo camera and someone swore at the Chinese stroker boys who filled the PCs the hotel left for free access to Internet with garbage collected drolling on porno sites.
Francesca and I were trying to learn a stanza from Cutie Honey's opening each, synchronizing our movements with a simple but cute choreography.
But rehearsing it in the hotel's lobby didn't seem a good idea, so we moved towards a nearby building with mirror walls that looked like some sort of a retirement institute for elders..letting everyone walking by see us.
I won't tell you what happened when a police patrol stopped, trying to communicate with us in English about what we were doing outside there late at night, and why we were doing it..just know it happened..and everything while the sheets where I had drawn the choreography were hanging on the doors of the institute thanks to a magnet and while the cops watched at them puzzled.
I wanted to dig deep and hide...but it seems we don't like it if it's not surreal XD
And all of this was for nothing...but we would have discovered it only on the following day....
Before going to sleep, Rob and I had even some spare time to drop at the oxygen bar located in front of the hotel, breathing, for about half an hour, high quality oxygen mixed together with other substances that should have some healing, erotic, relaxing, anti stress and who knows what else powers..I don't know, in the end I only had a big headache.
But for just 300 yen they let me keep the lilac probe I used to breath, so I can use it next time!!
A bargain...ah, I do feel oxygenated!