Tita shows up at mom’s door around 1:30. Mom’s not dressed yet. She’s standing on a chair looking for the bag she’s going to hand over to me. I look outside and see no sign of snow. Darn. But who cares I’ve got a new bag. Yippee.
We go into this pasta restaurant for lunch. I finish mine in a wink. It wasn’t even that good. I guess I was just hungry.
We ride the train to Nishi-Funabashi. We wait 20 minutes for the next train to Maihama. The railway system is still a bit confusing even when you’re living here for like most of your life. Signs and instinct won’t be enough so you need to ask a local just to be extra sure. The wind at the station is unforgiving. On the train, the sunlight hits half of my face. I let its light sting my eyes. For the duration of the ride I was thinking of home. I’m thinking how my whining powers will pour once I get home and burn under tropical sun.
We go into the Tokyo Disney Resort souvenir shop. Tita’s looking for stuff for their new house in the Fort. Like magnets and doorstoppers. I love the festive mood of Disneyland. You see almost everyone wearing Mickey ears and have uber cute popcorn containers hanging around their necks. Everyone’s a child.
We go to Ikspiari for more shopping exploration and dessert.
We ride a very packed train to Loft in Funabashi. Loft is what CVS would call a wasteland. Mom and Tita scoured all three floors.
We open the box of macarons we got from Pierre Herme on our way home.