Tokyo Day 1: Disneysea

============EDIT: It turns out I was missing some very nice pictures, so here goes! read again okay!============================

*dusts hands*

Okay so I’ve FINALLY gotten hold of Tokyo pictures. I think I have to split Tokyo blogging by day la because there’s so many things to talk about so here goes.

We arrived in Tokyo at 6am. The bus just dropped us off at the side of the street wtf I dunno why also! So there we were, struggling with our luggage and shivering, wearing fucking shorts and stockings only niama.

At 6am the only place to take cover from the cold was this nearby post office while waiting for Angela’s mum’s friend Auntie Sally to come pick us up.

But not before we went into the post office, used their toilet and got yelled at by the guards for using their freaking toilet (wtf not like we bombed it and left it full of brown stuff right – want me to get kidney stones ar? wtf) and THEN got kicked out into the street again to freeze. 🙁

I hate Tokyo people.

But then Aunt Sally came to get us, we dropped off our stuff at her house and straightaway went off to Disneysea!

Disney is really the happiest place on earth I promise! Now I know why Fat Her got teary-eyed when we went to Disneyland Anaheim when I was 12.

You could hear Disney tunes everywhere you walked! And everything was so bright and cheery! I nearly cried a couple of times too wtf.

At the train station.

We had to take a monorail thingy from the entrance to the theme park itself. Damn cute right look at the windows!

And look at the things you hold at the top. wtf. What are those called ar?

We bought tickets!

At the entrance:)))

The first thing we did was buy headgear. Mine is Minnie Mouse, Christine’s is Marie, the cat from Aristocats (Dunno why Marie-chan so popular here) and Angela’s is some slutty looking leopard print thing with Minnie hanging from one ear. wtf.

We took this picture while waiting in line for this thing calle Ariel’s Grotto Greeting or something like that. Celaka we waited for I swear more than half an hour and still the line maybe moved 10 spots. I was damn impatient and kept walking to the front but I couldn’t see anything.

Then finally Angela & Christine went to ask a nearby Disney staff what this ride was for.

He said, “Oh no, it’s not a ride. You’re lining up to take a picture with Ariel.”

“TAKE A PICTURE?”

“Yes, but you have to pay for it of course.”

“So all we can do is stand with Ariel and TAKE A PICTURE?”

“Of course not, you get to talk to her too.”

WTF who wants to line up for a whole fucking hour to pose for a picture with Ariel! No wonder the line was full of toddlers and their parents!

Dahlah Ariel isn’t even the real Ariel, it’s just some woman wearing a red wig and fins. And she’ll probably be speaking Japanese and then what are we going to do? Ask her how’s Triton and her sea kingdom in Japanese?

So we drowned our sorrows by going to Sebastian’s Underwater World (I forgot the name so I made it up). It’s this indoor thing with lots and lots of kiddy rides very fun!

Pretty right!

Our first ride of the day (and the best wtf). Jumping Jellyfish ride!

David & Christine in their Jellyfish.

Me & Angie on ours.

Eh this ride damn scary okay don’t play wtf. It’s a drop, like Genting Solero Shots wtf. No la, it’s called Jumping Jellyfish so what it does is the Jellyfish just goes up and down the whole time.

But quite scary to me because everytime it went down I left my stomach up there wtf.

After that very exciting ride, we went for ta-dah, Flounder’s Flying Fish ride.

Dunno what I was doing.

Flounder’s etc etc. Eh wait! It’s not Flounder! It’s Scuttle’s SOmething ride! Look there he is in the middle, probably holding a dinglehopper.

Yea this was the ride I cried on.

Now THIS is Flounder’s Flying Fish.

Mouseketeers HAHA. wtf.

Hehe very cute.

20, 000 Leagues Under the Sea!

Very cool, you get inside like an oldfashioned submarine and get submerged and get to look at all the underwater scenery and apparently there are aliens living underwater according to Disney.

And then you get attacked by a monster electric eel and then you die. wtf.

We watched a Little Mermaid performance.

It was quite cool cos Ariel was suspended by cables and flying/swimming around.

David took one look at Ariel and whispered, “She’s kind of fat, isn’t she.”

Then the staff came up to us and told us to stop taking photos. So no more.:(

The story was damn stupid because Ariel’s all like oooh I wanna be where the people are and see ’em dancing. Then Ursula appears to make her wish come true.

Then Sebastian sings Under the Sea to convince her to stay, right?

And she does! WTF. And the story ended.

MAT 7!!!!

I forgot where

With Gaston! The chef from Little Mermaid! Les Poissons, les poissons, hee hee hee haw haw haw wtf.

The Arabian Nights section! (Still making things up)

Much prettier than Masjid Negara.

Aladdin’s Carnival Carousel!

Christine was happy.

Angela was happy. So was David even though before that he complained incessantly about how he hated merry-go-rounds because all you do is go round and round.

And here I am scared out of my wits. wtf. I’m even wearing the safety belt.

My horse was quite high okay! I don’t like heights much.

And it wasn’t even a horse. Everybody got pretty ponies and elephants and genies and I got some ugly bird. Jaafar’s pet?

The genie that everybody wanted to ride. DUnno why he was purple. Maybe he turned pale cos he was scared too HAHAHA geddit.

I think this was like the bazaar for Aladdin.

very pretty right! That’s all I can say wtf

I forgot what was this.

Thanks for blocking my face.

Happy place!

Climbing a magic rope.

Disney Xmas tree!

It’s called Sea of Dreams – must be their annual theme, I dunno.

They had an outdoor show! Where I nearly turned into a block of ice and was preserved wtf.

This is the best show in the world. Better than Grease, better than Saturday Night Fever.

The whole time me and Angela clutched each other with goofy smiles on our faces (Goofy HAHAH GEDDIT) and wanted to tear. I’d love to work in a show like this! But if I did I’d probably have to mop the floor or something cos I can’t dance for nuts.