Austin took me to the Gifu Hashima station on Monday morning. I had thought to catch the slow train to Shinagawa but that would have involved a change in Nagoya, so I caught the later express train instead.
The man in the ticket office suggested that I book on the train from Shinagawa to Narita airport which left 20 minutes after I was due to arrive. I thought that was pushing it a bit. The Narita Express is a reserved seat only train. If you miss the train you are booked on, you have to buy a new ticket. I didn't know where the platform for the Narita Express was, although I did know it wasn't in the same place as the Shinkansen platforms. I absolutely didn't want to be rushing around the Shinagawa Station, hunting for the next train. I also didn't want to have to buy a new ticket.
It was just as well I booked on a later train. I would have missed the earlier one. I wasted a lot of time and steps looking for a dedicated Narita Express platform. In vain, because there isn't one! The Narita Express is a JR train which leaves from a JR platform. Eventually I found a member of staff who pointed me in the right direction. The earlier train would have been easily doable - had I know where the platform was. Still, I was in no hurry and was happy to wait, stress-free, for the next train.
As it was, I got to the airport very much earlier than I needed to. I found myself a spot in the food court and indulged in a cheese burger with chips, and one of the best lemon and ginger drinks that I have ever had. Lots of lemon slices and a good hit of ginger.
I checked in pretty much as soon as it opened and went through to a departure lounge which is even more bereft of things to do than Cairns is.
It does have some rather nice, if expensive, food though. My wagyu beef skewer was as juicy and tender as can be
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| Wagyu beef skewer and a tiny glass of wine |
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| Tubs of chewing gum for Lindsey |
Customs could see that they were in my case but didn't know what they were!
He looked at the paper bag with tubes of peppermints, and cast an eye over my other snacks but I think that was for form's sake. He wasn't all that interested. He didn't ask if all those snacks were for me and I didn't discuss it, although I assume he realised that some of them would be presents. Then he thanked me for my patience and understanding and I thanked him, just because. He told me how to get to my next check in point and I wandered off.
There was ample time for a restorative cup of coffee before check in opened. And I had plenty of time to charge my devices airside before the flight was called.
This particular flight departs from the international terminal, even though it is a domestic flight. I think it's because passengers can check in through to the onward flight to Bali and their baggage goes straight through. They do have to change planes in Melbourne but they do not need to go landside. I did need to go landside and I wasn't sure how this would all work.
So - if you are flying to Melbourne and not to Bali, you are issued with a boarding pass with a big red D printed on it. You need a form of government issued photo ID (passport, driver's licence, ID card). As you go through immigration you go to a staffed desk, not to the machines, and they stamp your boarding pass, not your passport. When you get to Melbourne, you show your stamped boarding pass and ID at immigration and then after you collect your luggage you give your boarding pass to the customs officer and go on your merry way.
This was a considerable relief to me! I did not want to have to go through customs again with those pesky tubs of chewing gum in my suitcase 😂
My flight unexpectedly left 30 minutes earlier than its planned departure time. Everyone was checked in, they had a leaving spot and a landing spot, so they called us all to boarding 30 minutes earlier than we had expected. We had to wait for one passenger who missed the announcement, but he turned up shortly after and the plane left 25 minutes earlier than originally planned. I believe it was so that the onward passengers would have more time to make their next flight.
I didn't mind. It meant that I got to Melbourne earlier than planned, caught the SkyBus home and was back in my flat by 15:30.
Brandy and Whiskey were quite pleased to see me.
This morning I have been unpacking and getting organised and doing a few useful things. I am about to head to the supermarket before the forecast rain appears.
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| Tuesday evening, Docklands |























































