Around The World In 80 Waves

It is the morning after the Shinjuku night before, but I have to get up at dawn. I have to travel all the way back out to the airport to hire a car because I wouldn’t have a hope in hell of finding a car hire shop anywhere else.

I also wouldn’t have a hope in hell of understanding anybody or being understood myself anywhere else.

Despite my lack of sleep and probable whiff of alcohol I collect this car and then have to figure out how to get back to the hostel in Tokyo so that I can collect my stuff.

I am given an awful demo of the Sat Nav system so spend ten minutes going the wrong way before pulling over and seeking the help of a pretty woman doing her shopping. Luckily she has a few words of English and I learn how to get to the hostel if nothing else.

After finding the hostel and loading all my gear I then navigate south across the city using only the sun i.e. keeping it in front of me at midday.

I am on a stretch of toll roads for ages, and wonder when the countryside will start, but it never does all the way down to Kamakura which is a small city by the coast. I keep following the same navigational ploy until finally I find a beach.