Weather:
Once again, another beautiful hot day without a hint of rain. I can't
believe how good the weather has been on this holiday.
MP3
track of the day: common people - blur
I
had a lovely lie-in until around 8am, when I used the hotels 'dodgy'
shower (more water pours out of the seal around the tap than
through the shower head), got dressed and headed out. Though
there were two McDonald’s within striking distance, I still wasn't
up to facing one of their 'hot cake' breakfasts. Though hungry I
decided to head for breakfast after I'd taken an underground train to
my first stop of the day; Osaka's port area.
After
a fifteen minute walk to the nearest underground station, followed by
a twenty minute train ride, I found myself at Osaka's port area. The
wind was blowing fiercely therefore, it felt much colder than in the
centre of Osaka. I wrapped up tight and walked to my first attraction
for the day; Osaka's famous aquarium. Sadly, being 9:30am, it was
shut. I had thirty minutes in which to kill and I knew how I wanted
to kill it; I wanted to have some breakfast. Sadly options were
limited; so much so that those two earlier McDonald’s were starting
to look tempting. I went into a fast-food rice restaurant where I
stumbled upon the most delightful looking breakfast, and the most
horrible looking waitress. I never fancy rice in the morning however,
luckily, this rice shop also had a sort of 'hot pot' for sale. When
my breakfast arrived it consisted of a bubbling bowl of broth filled
with vegetables and noodles. To compliment it were an array of
pickles and spices plus, unfortunately, a small bowl of rice. Another
unfortunate thing that came with the meal was the waitress. Looking
as though she had just entered her 40's, she wore a facial expression
which read 'not amused'. I wondered if she had received a call late
last night asking her to cover today's morning shift as a college –
who is always off ill – had called in sick. Add to that her face
seemed to say that her bike had been stolen, that in all of Osaka it
was only raining directly on her apartment and that she had been the
first person ever to receive a ticket for walking through a 'red
man'. She also looked as though she was chewing a wasp. At first I
pitied her; obviously life hadn't gone the way she'd planned it when
she was a little girl. After she had been rude to numerous customers
I reckoned that she had probably been given what she deserves. Once
breakfast had been consumed, I made my way back to the aquarium where
I paid the £15 entrance fee. I was then whisked up to the top floor
by escalators.
I've
mentioned it numerous times before but, when it comes to Zoo's and
aquariums, I am half in favour and half not. I like the fact that
humans – especially children – come into contact with animals so
that they learn to respect them and not to fear them. I do not,
however, like the fact that these animals are caged. The pens within
this aquarium were extremely deep, but not at all wide.
Once
at the top of the building you were greeted by animals which live on
both land and in the water – otters mainly; which pulled quite a
crowd as they are considered cute in Japan. These animals would
appear again as you descended down through the building where you saw
them within their water environment – due to the fact that the pens
were very deep. This set the theme for the place; you started at the
top of the building and, the lower you went, the further you were
under the sea and therefore, the animals you saw were chosen with
that depth in mind. Also, displays were split up into different
oceans within the world. Due to the fact that the pens were
worryingly thin, I got extremely close to the animals and saw them in
minute detail. The range of animals housed within this aquarium was
immense therefore, I could see why some had labelled this place the
'best aquarium in Asia'. For me however, I still think that Okinawa's
aquarium was better, simply because of the width of the tanks. It was
as if the place had been designed for 'city people' who had little
time to wait therefore, the animals were forced to swim as close to
the glass as possible. Speaking of people; though this was supposedly
the first 'working day' back after the holidays, no one had told the
thousands of children – and their useless parents – who were
charging around the place. I've mentioned before that I think it's a
good idea for children to see these animals however, I also think
that it might be a good idea for their parents to teach them not to
push.
I
left the aquarium two hours after I'd entered (and I wasn't
wondering around slowly). If I was to build an aquarium, I'd make
it like a huge box with the centre hollowed out. The size of the this
box would be the same size as a large park, giving the animals a huge
amount of room to swim around. The centre of this 'box' would be
hollowed out with a maze of tunnels and small chambers where, people
could walk around freely. Instead of seeing the fish in 'order'; all
fish would be electronically tagged. Every paying customer would
receive a tablet where they could bring up details of a certain
animal, and it's electronic tag would tell the customer where that
animal currently was (the tablet could also have a check-list so
you could make sure that you'd seen everything).
Once
my aquarium had been designed, I got on with reading about what
remained of Osaka that I hadn't seen. Not a lot was the answer; there
was the main part of town which was split into the 'northern part'
and the 'southern part'. Only the southern part held an attraction
which I wanted to see – a museum, which is closed on Mondays –
therefore I decided that I would take the underground train back into
the centre of the town and just walk around.
Once
back in the centre of town I first of all walked north and crossed
over the river I'd seen yesterday. This part of the waterfront was as
beautiful as the part I photographed yesterday. Once across I made it
to Osaka's impressive train station before turning around to head
south again. I would certainly say that this part of Osaka is the
business end. The buildings touched the sky and everyone I walked
past was in a suit. Though Kansai is a rather small part of Japan, it
alone has a bigger GDP than the whole of Canada. I walked through
this area of 'business' looking up into the sky as often as looking
where I was going. Again I would say that time had been taken into
how this part of the city would look, and not just it's function.
As
I was heading back south I was starting to get hungry. Looking at my
map, I was about to enter the 'southern half of the city' and that
there was a long 'shopping arcade' which started not too far from
where I was. What's more, it cut right through the heart of this part
of the city, ending up at the southern train station. Though I had
thought that visiting 'said arcade' was indeed a good plan, it
actually ended up being the worst idea since General Hague told his
men at the battle of the Somme, that they would have a bigger chance
of surviving if they walked across no-man’s land. As I approached
the shopping street and looked down, it appeared as if the whole of
Asia was currently trying to squeeze down it. I decided to walk down,
instantly regretting my decision. Not only did I not find anywhere
that looked, A) empty and B) appetising, I had to contend with the
new '2016 Guinness World Record for the most number of people in one
area'. I made my way down this street wondering if it would ever
stop. Finally, heroically I made it to another waterfront.
In
front of me was a small bridge, packed with people, with tall
buildings all around. Down below me, a path ran along the waterfront
which was hardly being used due to the fact that no shops existed
down there. I therefore opted to go down onto the riverbank and take
stock. The southern part of the city was a stark contrast to the
north. Where the north had been an orderly place of skyscrapers and
businessmen, here not a suit could be seen. Bright lights, vendors
displaying their wares and people were everywhere. Small streets ran
like a maze through this part of the city, all at one point having to
cross this river. I walked, and I walked, and I walked. I was loving
the atmosphere however, by 4pm, both my feet and my empty stomach
called 'time'. All three of us went to a restaurant where,
surprisingly considering how many people there were in this area, we
didn't have to wait long for a table. I ordered a steak with some
chips which, when it arrived, was so big that after eating it I
didn't have space for anything else. After forty minutes of eating
nothing but meat and potato, I waddled out the restaurant a little
disappointed that I hadn't had room for dessert. Still I had decided
to walk back to my hotel and, I remembered seeing a 'shoe cream puff'
cake shop earlier that, in a round-a-bout kind of way, was on my way
back to my hotel. Though I was so stuffed that I was sure that, if I
opened my mouth wide enough, people could see the last bit of my meal
waiting for a vacant space within my stomach, I still ordered two
cream puffs as the time was 5pm and I still had five hours or so
before I would go to sleep. I've had these cream puffs before and let
me tell you, they're delicious; so much so that my little face lit up
when the lovely lady gave me my goods. “... remember that they
have to be eaten within thirty minutes...” she said as she gave
me a final smile and turned to serve the next customer. Thirty
minutes!
Now,
you know that 'Vicar of Dibley' episode where she has to eat three or
four Christmas dinners on one day … that is how I felt. I quickened
my pace as to burn more fuel therefore, create more 'stomach space'.
I ate the first cream puff as I walked back to my hotel and then the
second as I rocked through the door. It had taken me almost
forty-five minutes to get back to my hotel room therefore, I hoped
that my puff was still okay to consume … it was lovely!
So
now I am in my room and preparing for tomorrow. With all bar three
museums done, I am glad that I have a car hire tomorrow as I would
have nothing to do for my final day on Wednesday. What I am not
looking forward to is exiting and entering Japan's third largest city
via car therefore tonight, I need to plan how I am going to leave and
enter the city as quickly as possible, and then work out how I am
going to get to my main attraction for the day – Koya-san; one of
Japan's holiest mountains – before driving into the prefecture of
Wakayama.
One
thing is for sure; it is going to be a busy day!
Toodle
Pip!
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