Sun 2 March 2014
After a blissful sleep we pack and head downstairs. There is
different staff on duty but still no English speakers. So a bit of a pantomime ensues in relation to
how to get to the ShinOsaka station.
Eventually we all think we understand each other and hope we have our
directions correct. As we begin our walk
towards the local station we come across a large shopping mall and wander into
the supermarket where we buy bread and sushi for our breakfast and watch the
locals go about their business.
Got to the local station where all maps and ticket machines
were in Japanese. We have no clue. So we asked a young lady for assistance. She also had no English but with some
pointing at the map we managed to get a ticket back to the airport. A staff member there then assisted us to purchase
tickets to Shinosaka but we have to change trains at Namba. This is where our first guardian angel appeared. She could see we were uncertain and made eye
contact. We mutter shinosaka and she
says to follow her. I am not sure we
would have done it on our own. She took
us to the gates, told us to go through and down to platform 2. It was then very easy. Little bit confusing at Shinosaka but once we
had our direction we walked from there following Janine’s map to the hotel. –
and we made it…lol
We are staying at Claiton Hotel for $50 a night. Small room once again but warm and
comfortable and close to several train lines.
They supply free drinks in the
afternoon, good internet and a MALE only
bath house. Shopping centres are close by.
Chris enjoyed the MALE only bath house in the evening and
came back smelling lovely.
Janine was so exhausted she had a big afternoon sleep.
This is the futuristic loo in our room. Get the fright of your life when you sit on it and it starts gushing water into the bowl????? The instructions below seem to be to use it as a bidet.... BUT no matter how we fiddled with it - it only ran water down into the toilet bowl. We got used to the sudden gushing of water when we sat. LOL
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