Another Tokyo Moment...

Tonight was our first Bunko game night of the school year. I was very excited to go since I could hang out with some great gals, eat some great food (it was Mexican night!), and I really didn't have to use my brain since the object of the game it to just roll some dice! However, as with mnay things in Japan - a simple night of dice rolling just can't be so easy, right?? Let me explain...

My friends, Pattie and Kim, and I left promptly at 6:20 for the 30 minute or so train ride to the host's home. Well, the house is a bit out of the city and would require a longer train ride, but according to the directions I had we shouldn't need to change trains, we were to just continue the path of one of the local subway lines. Easy, right? We reached the last stop on the subway and thought we should just stay on the train - even though everyone else was getting off...

Next, the train conductor started moving through the train and looked at us and said "Last stop" - OK, we then realized that everyone had gotten off and switched to the other track and were preparing to literally shove themselves onto the other train. Pattie asked the conductor if that train would take us to the station we needed (insert picture of Pattie gesturing to the train and saying the stop we needed...) - the dude said yes... so off we went.

Now, I should take a minute to inform you that since it was Mexican night and we were each bringing goodies - not only were we competing for space for ourselves but we also carried with us our potluck dishes... I had a lovely Pyrex carrying case holding my refried bean dip and Pattie had a lovely earthwise recyling bag holding her large bowl of ambrosia... picture us if you will...

So, as we were shoved into the train (the nice business man that was shoving into me did say sorry several times), we hgrabbed onto the handles, and off we went - we only had two stops to go... We buzzed through stop one and quickly realized that we were on an express train (which means it only stops every three or four stations)... then we buzzed through our stop, didn't even slow down. We went on for four stops before the train stopped, and that's when we thought we'd just jump across the track and go back. At this point we weren't thinking and the doors shut and the train proceeded to continue in the wrong direction! We buzzed through a few more stops arriving at the end of the line. This time we got a bit smart - got off, went to the correct track this time and headed by in the right direction.

We finally made it to our desired stop, bean dip and ambrosia in tact, paid the hefty train tab and headed off to the host's home... we, of course, got lost along the way, but fortunately a friend came to our rescue and we were found!

Bunko commenced and we spent the evening, rolling dice and drinking a few margaritas... and laughed about our most recent adventure.