We jumped into the taxi at 7am from hotel to Tokyo station, to get the train to narita airport. After a little rigmarole working out which train to get (express or not) as well as which ticket to buy (tickets for different trains are sold at different parts of the station) we made a dash for the 7:30 train. To give you an idea these trains are about 16 carriages long and you get a ticket with seat allocation. So you have to be on the platform where your carriage stops as it pulls up. This is quite easy for the most as they have the platform marked where each carriage should stop. Alas this did not happen on this occasion. We had tickets for carriage 3 and carriage 13 stopped in front of us. Knowing how absolutely prompt they are with their trains we decided to jump on to this carriage and just make our way through the train to get to our carriage.
After dashing through, and bumping several people on the way with our bags, we came to the point where we could not move from carriage 9 to carriage 8. (All of this being done with another guy so it was a bit confusing) So we bravely jumped off and onto the next carriage but it also didnt seem to go far so we thought we may have to get off again. We were also commenting that possibly we should just stay on and ride it standing up if necessary. But faster than we could think and decide Mark had stepped off the train and the guy who was with us had got between us, with his very large bag, and the train doors closed (I know the girls I was in Sorrento with can relate to this story!!!) There was no button to open the door in emergency. Once they are closed, they are closed. The last thing I saw as the train started pulling away was Mark (looking very forlorn) mouthing the words "I will see you at the airport". This was an express train taking over an hour to get to the airport.
Fortunately the guy who was dashing around the trains with us was sitting behind me so we chatted and the time passed quickly so I didn't get too anxious over where in Tokyo airport I could 'meet' Mark. (we only brought one phone as we would always be together!!!) Anyway... I figured the best was to wait on the train platfrom and eventually he would appear. Well 3 trains later there was still no sign of Mark (2 were non express and one express). So I figured I would try going up to the Finnair check in area in case he was up there. I was starting to wonder if he has loved Japan so much that he had decided to stay!!
Fortunately he was at the info counter near check in and hadn't seen me standing on the platform below.
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What a heartstopper. You had the experience but Mark diden't...and..no phone phew. So glad alls well Enjoy. Love
haha thats so funny. poor dad must of felt like a lost puppy waiting at the train station on his own for the next train. glad u both found each other in time!
ha ha ha thats is so funny. i could just see mark doing the actions for "see you at the airport". can you imagine my mum and dad?
Love phoebe
how did you find each other?
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