#how to travel japan

[teethpaste]

Trying on outfits for my tokyo work trip - I am going 100% solo, gonna have my lost in translation moment I swear 2 god

#like do we think I can wear this with a trench to a very nice restaurant #me #self #selfie #ootd #business #work travel #Tokyo #Japan #black dress #legs #thighs #mid size #hips #high heels #tall #tbh idk how to dress myself #but I feel like with hair and makeup done this look could slay

[pelipper]

the man, the myth, the legend himself

#bidoof #pokemon #pokemon center #tokyo #japan #travel photography #maxdventures #my photos #okay i'm really happy with how this one turned out #the mega tokyo pokemon center was also lit af!

[expatesque]

Okay so has anyone done solo traveling as like... an adult? Do I have to stay in hostels to meet people and avoid going insane or can I skip? Will group trips be full of 21 year olds? How much do people usually budget for this kind of thing?

#im thinking maybe august through the end of the year #and I'll rent out the flat so that covers that #and then I'll need to save some money i expect but like #how much #lol I'm so unprepared #to clarify I'm talking about traveling for like 4 or 5 months not a week or two #I'm thinking august in (northern) europe #then sep in India then Bhutan #then two weeks in japan #and then the rest of oct / nov in S America #before going home for Dec #maybe via NY for a week or so

[no-brand-gays]

anime resale stores here always have absolute mountains of love live figures from every iteration of the franchise with every character and costume you could imagine...except i've never been a figure girlie so i always just look over the shelf in awe because i can't really see myself buying anything. except, that is, for the early love live sunshine aqours figures with no legs. that, i would buy

#were these the first aqours figures ever?? they can't be right? #either way i remember just how early into lls this was #it's really burned into my memory i have no idea what they were made for though #i just always remember them. and their lack of legs #those shops always have the nice boxed up figures and then the ones that were brought to them without a box #left to sit forever in plastic bags on hooks on the store walls (until someone buys them) #some of those come in multiple pieces? like maybe stands or removable parts...? #but i always think it's gonna be one of these and i'm always so disappointed #cmon rashinban sell me one of the ugliest and most baffling love live figures of all time #personal #honestly it's not just figures i'm just really not much of a merch girlie #living in japan is slowly curing me of that though just because of how normalized it is for everyone to have character merch #i bought a really cute kanan keychain a while ago but then it fell off of my bag when i was out :( i still have no idea where i lost it #the normalization of it really helps though honestly #if you'd told me 2 years ago that i'd be buying little nitotan plushes of my fav characters to hold up to scenery while traveling and #take pictures of i definitely wouldn't have believed it #but that's just like a thing that anime girlies do here. i think it's really cute actually #i still haven't gotten around to actually bringing any of those plushes on trips because i forgot 3 times in a row #and then the next trip i took after that was with my family #nooooot a chance. oh my god there's no way i could've explained that and had them been like oh okay

[ultimateaclrecovery]

Japan Day 6 Hakone!

Today we traveled to a mountain town called Hakone.

We got to see mt Fuji on the train and honestly the train ride of just having a full two hours to sit and not do anything was really nice

Then we saw an ad for the Hakone open air muesuem and it was really cool! Highlights including the foot bath, giant fried egg that you could stand on, a stained glass tower, a hilarious interactive display where they put your face on a digital artwork in the museum background and a Picasso room.

We then got to take a gondola up to the mountain top and down to the lake where we got to take a pirate ferry boat across!

And then after some brief chaos with the bus system (it just never came) and taking a taxi (that also went to the wrong place at first) we finally got to check in at the Ryoken and enjoy our private onsen. We also got to enjoy this many courses traditional dinner. There was a lot of sea food and my boyfriend kept trying to get me to keep trying it so I didn’t have the best time. But the non sea food parts were very good and everything was super pretty.

Overly long and tmi travel diary

We get up early to catch a two hour train to Hakone. My tummy is just a little a bit upset this morning. Between travel, stress, being on my period, and lots of new food it’s been through a lot. I also feel like I haven’t been pooping enough. But they could just be not eating enough for how much walking we’ve been doing.

The train is really nice and we get some lovely views of the sun rising over the mountains. I update my travel diary, take a nap and then we get to see a view mt Fuji through the window. It is impressively taller than everything else around it.

We transfer to a smaller train and then a another mountain train. And then it’s a cable car.

5000 yen for Hakone free pass for transit. I am down to 1000 yen in cash. (Really 3000 as I later find another 2000 yen note in my pocket that I didn’t see before)

5000 yen for Hakone free pass for transit. I am down to 1000 yen in cash. (Really 3000 as I later find another 2000 yen note in my pocket that I didn’t see before)

We see an ad for Hakone open air museum and decide to get off a stop early and go see it. (I think I paid by credit card, 1200 yen each including a 200 yen discount from our Hakone passes).

The museum has a couple galleries where you can’t take pictures (although my bf tried) but mostly it’s big outdoor sculptures. There’s a fun star maze and some garden areas, and the whole place is set up with a great view of the surrounding mountains. I love the Picasso room. I hadn’t realized he did so many ceramics. We stop at a foot bath where we get a towel out of a vending machine for 100 yen. It’s small but a surprisingly nice towel and is branded to make it a souvenir. There’s a big tower made of stained glass that’s really fun. And a fried egg sculpture that you can stand on! I deeply love getting to stand on or interact with art.

After the museum we go grab lunch at a little road side restaurant. Ignoring the delightful ninja cafe next door full of authentic delicacies such as spaghetti and ninja ice cream.

Foot bath and a vending machine towel for 100 yen from Anthony

I get pork ginger and rice for lunch in the card.

After lunch we take the ropeway (hanging cable car) to the top of the mountain. On the side of the mountain are a bunch of thermal vents venting steam. You can see the yellow sulfur deposits around it. Supposedly you can get a black egg cooked in the sulfur water that adds seven years to your life, but we don’t get it.

We spend a little time at the top looking at the mountain and then head down the other ropeway to the lake. And then we get to ride a pirate ship!

The pirate ship we get is called queen ashinoko and is gold and red. We take it across the lake. I love all the sights and being on a boat and my bf tolerates it and enjoys the view. It does get a little chilly but is otherwise a delight. I see a lady take a bunch of silly titantic esque photos on one of the interior balconies. Sometimes it’s such a delight to watch other people live their best lives.

After the ferry we try to get on a bus to go to our hotel but it’s super delayed and the lines are insane so we give up and hail a taxi. Anthony impresses the taxi drive with his handful of Japanese and good pronociation and they have a good chat. The taxi ride ends up being just shy of 5000 yen which is more than I thought it would be (and we get a little turned about by the directions. Anthony gave the hotel name but written in English and just said like Japanese so we go to a bit of the wrong place first and then have to give the actual address which gets us to the right place.

We head into the rykone and They take your shoes and give slippers. The ryokan has a very traditional feel. We are shown where our private onsen will be and then to our rooms. Our rooms have yakata (?)robes in them to wear around. Mine is pink and my bfs is blue. They both have blue overcoats. We head down to the onsen before dinner. The sun is starting to set and the view is really pretty. The leaves are mostly either green or fallen but it’s still so peaceful. We shower first in the attached shower and then step into the sulphuric mineral water. It’s so cloudy and so hot but also feels so good. It would be better if it were like five degrees cooler but it’s still lovely. We hang out for a bit stepping in and out to cool off as needed. They’ve also put a thermos jug of cold water which is perfect.

We rinse back off and head back to our room for dinner.

Dinner will be served in our room and is a traditional set meal.

It starts with appetizers and is mostly fish which makes me sad. I knew this was likely that I wouldn’t like a good portion of it but it still makes me sad. The plates and the way everything is presented is so lovely. I try to focus on how fun it is and not how gross all the fish is. I get talked into trying a piece of the raw tuna and it’s awful. I also try a piece of sushi, the first bite is okay but when I take the second bite I realize that the first bite had way less fish in it and I Gag a little and almost throw up. I also try one of the little fish eggs since my bf claims they are mostly salty and not fishy. False. Very false and very gross. Combined with new and questionable vegetables I’m way past my limit of new food. Luckily there are some things that I like too. There’s a beef dish that is so delicious and comes with the cutest little wedge of cheese.

There’s also a hot pot like thing with pork and milk that is so cool and delicious.

We get sweet pudding for dessert.

After dessert we go have more onsen time. It’s fun to be in it at night with it being all dark. Unfortunately it’s too hot to really cuddle in the onsen which bums we out.

We head back up to the room and watch Japanese tv before bed. We get to see some sumo wrestling, a cooking show and some weird childrens tv show. I get a little sad because I had such high expectations for this part of the trip and then I didn’t get to cuddle or do more than cuddle and didn’t like a lot of the food.

It’s a traditional style hotel room so it has two twin beds. We push them together(I push mine into his) but it’s not really what I wanted. I take a moment to cry a little in the bathroom and I feel a bit better. It’s hard when you feel disappointed in something you feel like you should really be enjoying.

#japan day 6 #travel diary #overly long travel diary #japan #this was November #we are all just ignoring how slow I am at this #plus it’s fun to go back and relive

[magdalenas]

i didn’t drink at all this week that’s so crazy

#it’s bc i’m poor and i’ve been spending too much money tbh #but i might get a drinkie tomorrow after work #trying to figure out how i’m going to budget march when i am traveling this month & have to pay that course tuition #even w/ the scholarship that’s still a lot of money #and the japan fund … i didn’t add to it in february 😵‍💫

[revlushaun]

thinking abt splatoon 3 and it's kinda upsetting that they had this cool location of the splatlands and the reveal trailer made it a more apocalyptic setting with unique cultural backgrounds in splatsville idols and then just decide to spend the rest of S3 making more of an inkopolis presence

#i think theyre experimenting with the series a LOT with this game #because they cant make the next game cement a formula and get pokemon syndromed #so theyre testing the waters of how to make 4 feel really different in ways people will respond well to #and wrapping up inkopolis lore like squid sisters oth and salmon run/mr grizz #i LOVE the splatlands but i think they should make 4s location have 0 contact with any of the japan areas and take it somewhere else closeby #like an entire island over that requires a boat to travel and is too long for a bridge or subway

[saltyfilmmajor]

I can plan a trip that is so Romantic

#10th Copy of Rogue Nation #i have an NEED to be ROMANTIC #we can’t not travel to Japan and not stay at a ryokan #it’s gonna be GREAT #sorry I just need to yesr and I don’t want to annoy everyone with how excited I am #that’s supposed to say yell

[anthromimicry]

#I'VE GROWN INTO A DEEPLY UNLOVABLE ADULT: playlist. #I know this is kind of a weird place to start with misao BUT I swear this song is relevant to her character jsjsj #During the 400 years she spent in Japan after she left home she had actually become acquainted with Japanese Pirates. #And she had joined them on their ' travels ' ( which basically just means raids / illegal exploits JSJSJ ). #But something unexpected happened during her time spent with them. There was one other woman on the ship and of course Misao wanted to try- #to connect with them as a result. And Misao was left being in complete wonder of her as she had never seen someone be so agile with a sword #before that point since the other woman in question ( her name was reika ) was known for being a BRILLIANT swordfighter. and due to her- #bunk being right above reika's they often found themselves have late night convo's with each other. And over time Misao felt this- #overwhelming feeling of warmth within her heart whenever she was around her as they soon began spending pretty much every single waking- #moment of their time together. And because Misao had never experience romantic love before this point she had thought she just held a deep- #admiration for Reika for a while. But then Reika volunteered to show Misao how to sword-fight and that's when she knew that she loved Reika #Because every single time she would physically correct Misao's stance with her hands or show her how to do a move more properly- #Misao felt this uncontrollable desire to kiss her. She just thought that Reika was so beautiful. And she wanted to have the spirit- #of a ' warrior ' just like her. So she reallyyy wanted for Reika to be her gf and after having a nightmare one night- #(because she is unfortunately plagued with them sometimes) and Reika expressed her concern for Misao by telling her that she could sleep- #in the same bed as hers Misao could've sworn that her heart stopped for a second and she was hesitant to at first but crawled in bed next- #to her anyhow in the end and after just laying there for a bit Reika turned to face her + just look into her eyes for a moment Misao asked- #if she could kiss her and Reika laughed and said something akin to ' oh if you only knew how long i've wanted for you to say that. - #of course you can ' and from that moment on Misao + Reika were a couple. And Misao was sooo in love with her that she wanted to find a way- #to make her immortal too. But decided not to when the topic was met with Pity by Reika whenever Misao finally revealed to her what she- #really is. Though the years that Misao spent with her were perhaps the happiest she's ever had. And she still loves Reika to this day. #She is also the reason why Misao wants to perfect her sword-fighting skills. Because she wants to make Reika proud of her. #... wherever she may be. #NO SLEEP OF THE INNOCENT. NOT FOR YOU: character study.

[doctorweebmd]

Lessons from day 3 in Japan:

- learned my partner is an absolute nightmare to travel with lmao

#… wow #takes no initiative complains about everything has no interest in the culture or learning about anything #sort of ruining the trip for me not gonna lie #lesson learned next time I’m traveling alone or with family/friends #we have traveled to like resorts and places where there’s hiking and sightseeing #but never cultural/historical locations or really cities #and in this context he sucks so hard lol #like… we are halfway around the world how are you not excited why don’t you want to learn about anything why are you relying on me #to navigate the trains and make all the reservations and determine what we do with no input and still get mad about it #sorry for complaining on here 🙄 #I know all of you would be so fun to go to Japan with ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ #this must be what it’s like to travel with a literal child

[yappacadaver]

im feeling really insane i think it's time for a connecticut daytrip (google maps)

#not even my first time #did this in japan when my granpa died i took a little google maps tour of his hometown #and yea i was wandering the google maps streets of milford connecticut before looking for a nice apartment complex a nice school #rn i just wanna mosey on down to the beach #like your girl has no car. has no money. this is how she microdoses travel

[ur-local-weird-person]

the new tr exibition looks cool af!!!!!!! i want to go there ;_;

#I MEAN…we’re getting new panels with information #abt how mikey and takemichi saved everyone #(which im curious about since the ending felt pretty abrupt to me) #the illustations look great #THE MIKEY MART #i would travel to japan asap…. #but i cant cuz i cant afford it ;-; #if anyone goes pls bring info #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers exhibition

[friendbreakfast]

Bravely Default/Second PC port when

#i know squeenix kinda wants to forget Second due to how badly it did commercially in Japan #but they should definitely port both games #i want them to at least #thanks to Bravely Second's failure we got Octopath Traveler but still #Second wasnt so bad please bring it backk #bravely default #bravely second

[omarfor-orchestra]

When will my husband (Romeo & Giulietta ama e cambia il mondo) come back from war (hiatus apparently also all the actors are doing something else now)

#so #Giulia is somewhere in some radio #davide honestly no idea federico! he does something sometimes actually #riccardo in his travel blogger era i think he's in japan now #luca my bestie luca doing the chicago AND cats Musicals #the two mothers appear in tv sometimes (tali e quali show my detested) #silvia does concerts and teaches kids how to sing i think #who's left #the guy who did ballet #i assume he still does ballet #you know who i truly miss #who has left for france and fucked off forever for what i know #gallo #where is he #did he cut his hair is that the reason why I can't recognise him anymore #the one who did le chat does parkour in music videos and tv stuff and he's valid ily bestie #and i think gianluca does masterclasses sometimes #he went to amici recently #so you know #they should change the whole cast to do it again #ok cristianruiz it's your turn now you can do whatever you want #new cast is just [famous person who maybe acts in tv but has never done a musical or even sung ever] #beabaldaccini #random person from compagniadellarancia who got mad after the teatro della Luna got renamed (i get you i really do) #grazianogalatone again #(i think he votes right btw can you believe) #samusegreto as paris #antoniodaquino bc now that they're giving him the chance he's not fucking this up he WILL go on to this road trust me #ok I'm done

[selkiecoded]

actually evil that tamakis grandma took his dog

#tamaki: oh im so glad you're well enough to travel to japan maman! i must have you listen to all the music grandmother has taught me! #anne-sophie: mhm (trying to figure out how to break it to him that she still doesnt want to even be in the same room as his grandmother)

[sparrowmoth]

The Midnight Train (Going Anywhere) • [AO3]

Teen | 1.3K+ (WIP) | Malvil | Romantic Fluff, Humour, Dating, Travel

A/N: This was inspired by the travel vlogs from Solo Solo Travel (on Youtube) which I like watching a normal amount and a bounty of excellent conversations with my beloved @villainsnest, who is the primary audience for this fic, why lie... but I hope y'all like it, too. ;)

CW: The only thing of note thus far is Vil's anxious thought processes and implied self-worth issues.

Chapter One: Prologue

Tonight, the moon looks twice as full as it should be. Maybe it’s just that Vil’s mind is full to bursting and he feels so small in the face of the question of, Should I? Should I ask him? He holds tense, with his arms around him, knees to his chest as he lays on his bed, staring out through the glass doors to his empty, moonlit balcony—

There is no one there, but any minute now, there might be.

“Malleus,” he murmurs—says the name like practice, like the start to a question, but there is nothing else. How will he ask what he wants when he can’t even say it—not even here alone? He’s so choked up.

With a groan of frustration, he rolls onto his stomach and stretches his limbs out, pounding fists into his mattress in a silent tantrum.

His cat, white and long-furred, on the ledge of a window across the room, turns her head to regard him with a judgemental stare. Mrow, she remarks, and when that is not acknowledged, she stands with an arched back, fur fluffed in indignation, and leaps down onto the rug.

Vil lifts his head from where he had buried it amidst the folds of his duvet. He cracks a smile to see his cat there on the edge of the bed, posturing proudly but clearly seeking attention. He clicks his tongue for her to come and offers a hand, which she draws nearer to sniff at; finally, she relents and indulges her desire, pushing into Vil’s palm and purring loud with contentment—

“You’re beautiful,” Vil whispers as he strokes her down her spine.

They lay like that a while in the dark and quiet, peaceful enough to simply drift into dreams—if Vil were tired at all, or at least his mind were quiet, too. He might stand a chance, then, but not like this—

He is haunted by the question. That, and whether he’ll even ask.

Again, he buries his face into the folds of his duvet. He sighs in a way that seems to empty his lungs. Still, his fingers weave slowly through the silk of his cat’s fur and he finds comfort enough there that he doesn’t despair long. No, instead, an idea strikes him—

“Prada,” he whispers, looking up into his cat’s eye’s. They are slits when he finds them, but he repeats her name and she blinks them partly open, showing slivers of emerald. “I need your opinion on something.” His voice is soft but serious. “Will you be honest?”

Prada opens her mouth—then simply yawns.

Unfazed, Vil presses on: “Meow once if you agree to be honest.”

Mrow, comes the delicate answer, just as quiet as Vil is speaking.

He nods and pushes up onto his elbows, glancing out to the balcony beyond the glass doors before he leans down into Prada’s face, their noses touching, conspiratorially close now—

“I want to ask Malleus on a date,” Vil confesses to the cat, who slow blinks as she listens. “I mean, a real date, off campus—as far as we can go, just the two of us.” I hope. He won’t insist on it, of course.

“I was thinking…” He trails off, biting his lip before remembering himself against the impulse. It’s an ugly habit and he won’t excuse it, even alone in his room like this. “There’s a train with private cabins that goes down the coast. No one would bother us…”

He sounds wistful, even to himself, like it’s just a daydream and not a real possibility—not a trip that he’s researched and budgeted for, not a trip that he’s ready to pack for if Malleus will just say yes—

Well, but he has to ask first. That’s the problem.

And should he ask at all, or is this too much, too soon—too unreal to even consider that Malleus would want this, that he wouldn’t just…

“Ugh,” Vil groans, his frustration mounting along with his nerves.

He’s not one for divination, but this isn’t the same, he’s certain—

“Meow once if you think I should ask Malleus on this trip with me.”

Prada stares at him coolly, flicking her tail tip.

“No, you’re right, that was rude of me.” Vil scratches under the cat’s chin in apology. She purrs in response, closing her eyes contentedly. “Prada, please meow once if you think I should ask Malleus on—”

He’s interrupted by two meows in quick succession, at which he withdraws his hand with a scowl. “Now you’re being rude, miss.”

Prada bats at his hand on the bed, claws half-unsheathed.

“Listen, this is serious.” Vil moves to sit up, one hand braced against the mattress as he shifts into a relaxed, cross-legged position in front of Prada. “You like Malleus, don’t you?” Prada chirrups agreement and Vil smiles softly, reaching out to stroke her neck. “Well… I do, too,” he tells her, “so it’s important I make the right choice, princess. You understand, don’t you?” He looks searchingly into green eyes.

Prada chirrups again and bumps her head against Vil’s wrist, then rolls onto her back to expose her belly, blinking up at him sweetly.

Chuckling, Vil just shakes his head. “You know I’m not so foolish.”

A coy little mrow is aborted as Prada’s pupils go suddenly wider and her ears flick toward the balcony. She rolls quickly back around and leaps right off the bed, tail swishing madly once she hits the rug—

Vil straightens where he sits, heart thudding in his chest. Malleus is here—or will be in a minute. He fists at his duvet, holding tension all over. He needs to relax. He needs to make a decision. His thoughts are like wild birds locked up in a cage, all fluttering and screeching—

Breathe, he thinks, inhaling deeply and closing his eyes. Just breathe. He exhales and unclenches his fingers, moves his hands to his lap.

When he opens his eyes, there’s a figure on the balcony, silhouetted by the moonlight. Prada is pacing and frantically vocal. She looks to Vil, then outside, to Vil again, then back outside. Invite him in already.

The door is open, but he needs this. He needs to feel wanted.

Vil understands.

He slides one leg off toward the edge of the bed, moves slowly with a mind to grace. Not just that. He doesn’t want to look desperate, or like he was waiting. But of course he was. Of course he always does, every night.

Vil steps into his slippers and crosses over the rug, into the reach of moonlight streaming in through the glass doors. He takes the handle and turns it, still not sure what he’ll do—though he’s sure what he wants, yes. He’s always known what he’s wanted, especially since…

“Mal,” he greets, looking up into green eyes, faintly aglow.

Malleus seems to appraise him, taking in his dark blue leggings and oversized t-shirt. “Did I wake you, Schoenheit?” he asks with a faint smile. His face is in shadows with the moon just behind him, but Vil has known him long enough know to hear a smile in his words—

Not just any smile either. He’s teasing, the bastard.

Vil scowls and turns his nose up, placing one hand on his hip. He’s about to retort when a loud yowl at his feet has them both looking down.

“Oh,” says Malleus with a chuckle, low and rumbling in his throat.

It’s not so unlike a cat’s purr, Vil thinks not for the first time. He watches Malleus stoop and murmur greetings to Prada, easily coaxing out a purr and other happy vocalizations—

Vil’s not jealous of his cat, or the fact she likes Malleus better than him, but he does clear his throat and say, because it must be now, because he cannot waste this courage: “Mal, I was wondering…”

Thank you for reading! Reblogs are always appreciated. If you’d like to leave a kudos or comment on AO3, I’d really love that, as well! ♥

#malvil #mallevil #twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanfiction #my fanfiction #my writing #yeah the title is because that song got stuck in my head the very second I thought 'what should I title this' and here we are #it's silly but it's functional don't look at me dajkgjdskg #anyway go watch solo solo travel on youtube you won't regret it #do not ask me how much I wish I was on a sleeper train in Japan rn #the answer is a lot #SO MUCH #it's all I think about #train hyperfixation unlocked #gonna make it malvil's problem