Miki and I made plans to do something on our day off and I picked the Dog as a meeting place. As I was sitting on a bench waiting for Miki to show, an elderly Japanese lady sat down next to me and began speaking. It was utterly terrifying - I couldn't understand a word she said, and even though I told her as much, she seemed determined to have a conversation with me anyway. After about 20 minutes of furious nodding and broken Japanese, Miki peeked through the crowd and saved me. I took a polaroid with the old lady, but gave it her and we were on our way. Miki thought it was terribly funny that the lady made me sweat, but hey, it's not like I could have walked away.

As we were crossing the street, she asked what I wanted to do. "Wanna go to Disneyland?" "Yeah, ok." Well, that was easy. It was my last week in Tokyo and there were still so many things that I hadn't done yet. Going to Disneyland was one of them. I had wanted to go from the first day I got here, but something always came up and plans got cancelled. Now I've been to all the Disneylands out there. It's definitely something to tell the grandkids.

You would think that because it's Disney, it would be the same as all the other parks. But it's not. It looks pretty much the same as the one in LA, but the costumed characters are super aggressive (they chase girls around and hug people, among other things) and food isn't really that expensive here, relative to the rest of Tokyo ($8 sandwiches are the norm in Japan). Two reasons you should come visit.

We had such a blast here, walked around until the sky went dark and a polite voice boomed over the speakers, telling us to get the hell out. There's still Disney Sea to check out, but there was no time for that. I promised Miki we'd go the next time I was in Japan.

I didn't take that many pictures because I was too busy having fun.

This is us outside the Toon Town post office, near all the Roger Rabbit stuff. If you've never been here, you have to see it. It's like a tangible cartoon.

Here's a shot of Splash Mountain. We got a little wet on this ride, but not as much as I did on the LA version.

I don't know how she did it, but Miki didn't even use the map, after being in there for an hour. As for me, I was totally lost inside the park. Miki found that amusing and even made some snarky comments, which isn't usual for Japanese people. I must have come off as a bigger idiot than I thought.

I was trying to find a costumed Mickey the entire day, but I failed. I think that they only bring him out now and again because all the kids go wild when they see him. So I had to settle for a picture of the Mouse instead.

Miki and Mickey. I thought it was hilarious. She just let me take the photo to shut me up. Canadian humour is lost on foreigners.