…for about 450 metres, the train pretends it is a tram…
“does this train depart at 16:35 or 17:00”? “Yeah, yeah, 16:35. Just like your ticket.” “But the departure screen shows 17:00”. “Yeah, it’s 17:00, just read the screen”.
I felt a firm but gentle push in my back that propelled me through the mass of humanity inside the train and onto the platform
I woke up in the northern Kyushu city of Kokura to the sight of rain heavily falling outside my hotel window. I didn’t have an umbrella, but thankfully my hotel […]