Tokyo
27 - 31 January 2007
Drum roll please ... Ladies & Gentlemen ... this is me having a poo ... on Tokyo train! Moshi Moshi
What a culture shock. That's right - 20 million people - I'm the only person with blond hair. I think that's why they were smiling at me. This one time, there was a big crowd and I wandered to the front and this guy, Mr Dai, tried to steal my hair with a balloon! It was ridiculous. I did come up with a cunning plan to hide my head though


I found a way to shut Daddy up. I found a way to shut Daddy up. I found a way to shut Daddy up !!!

This is Luna. She is my French Japanese friend (don't ask). She kept calling Daddy 'Grandma'. She looked after me and made sure I was wearing proper clobber
27 - 31 January 2007
Drum roll please ... Ladies & Gentlemen ... this is me having a poo ... on Tokyo train! Moshi Moshi
What a culture shock. That's right - 20 million people - I'm the only person with blond hair. I think that's why they were smiling at me. This one time, there was a big crowd and I wandered to the front and this guy, Mr Dai, tried to steal my hair with a balloon! It was ridiculous. I did come up with a cunning plan to hide my head though


I found a way to shut Daddy up. I found a way to shut Daddy up. I found a way to shut Daddy up !!!

This is Luna. She is my French Japanese friend (don't ask). She kept calling Daddy 'Grandma'. She looked after me and made sure I was wearing proper clobber


This is Robin. He is one of the nicest French people Daddy has ever met. He and Daddy bicker all the time, which amuses Mama. He is French and does Daddy's website. Him and Daddy went on a cool baseball pitching machine and played football together, which was Daddy's first time for ages and Robin's first since having a 7cm 'thing' removed from his body. He survived that AND the foot, which is a shame because he is French
During the day, Tokyo is one big grey lump of a city. Here we are looking out of a window of a government building. You can see people looking out of another building, they spotted my hair. We are looking at one of the parks. It is grey. At night, Tokyo is not grey. Its like Las Vegas during a power surge

I wrote a poem in Japanese. Translation below

Drink, Plane, Tree and Poo-poo
These are the words I can do
Dorothy, Thomas, Pooh and Baa-baa
These are my friends. Aah
Daddy, Mama and their friends I meet
These are my servants, they tickle my feet
If I want them to
Arigato
Barney Bo Allaway, aged 1.5 years

This looked Japanese, so Daddy took a picture
So, as you know, my Daddy is also Ikun, an anime character and mascot for The Tokyo Anime Centre. Daddy (Ikun) was on this big screen, which was a bit weird being in this foreign land, hearing him on TV, but then technology here is amazing. They have sat nav with really cool 3D like you're driving thru the city, every car has a reversing camera (so Mama can watch herself crash) and heated toilet seats, although Daddy said we had those at home 15 years ago when he used to go to the toilet on a building site just after an Irish groundworker

We went to park. Moshi Moshi


And then ... alas ... the trip was almost over. Daddy's hair has reached catastrophic proportions. So he covered it up where possible ... could it survive the trip home?


Goodbye Shinjuku, Hibya Park, Ginzu, Akihabara, Ruri and Luna and hello normal words ... the adventure is over, until the next one. Thanks for reading my blog



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