That's right, let's go to Fukushima♪
#Passing the Spring note baton
I've received the baton for this project I'm participating in, so I'll go ahead and write my entry!
Here I go with the writing!
Everyone is writing about "travel" by train or rail.
I don't really travel much myself, and I only ever ride the local trains from my home in Kanagawa toward Tokyo, so I've almost never done any "rail travel"!
The only thing I remember is riding the Shinkansen when I went to the Kansai region, like Kyoto and Osaka, on school trips in junior high and high school.
But, even I have had an experience using the Shinkansen that you couldn't really call a trip...
I think it was about 10 years ago, I went skiing in Fukushima with a friend. My friend had been skiing and snowboarding since they were a child and was an expert. Even though I had absolutely no experience, I was dragged along almost against my will (lol).
We went in a car driven by my friend, but due to a certain incident, we got into a fight there, and they told me they were driving home and that I should just take the train back on my own.
They dropped me off at the station closest to the ski resort (though it was still a 60-minute drive away). No, actually, I was abandoned (sweat).
I had never ridden a train in Fukushima, so I just got on the first train that came, thinking that if I could just get to "Fukushima Station," I would be able to catch the Shinkansen...
That said, there was only about one train every 60 minutes, and the station staff would retreat to the back of the station building and wouldn't come out unless a train was arriving... so, living in the Tokyo metropolitan area, I was completely flustered.
On the way, before I even reached Fukushima Station, I found out (I forgot where exactly - lol) from a display on the station platform or an announcement on the train that I could catch the Shinkansen from there, so I hurried off, bought a ticket, and rode the Shinkansen for what was probably the first time in 20 years.
I was a little lucky that the person sitting next to me was a handsome man in a clean-looking suit. I'm glad it wasn't some food-obsessed middle-aged guy! Ah, but there was no need for him to be handsome either (lol).
Anyway, I made it safely to Tokyo Station, and from there, I was able to take the Tokaido Line to my local station.
Since I had work the next day, it became a memory of a "trip" (?) on the Shinkansen that you couldn't even call a funny travelogue, all while I was breaking into a cold sweat thinking, "What will I do if I can't get home today?"...
Next up is the 37th runner, Crea-san!
I'm counting on you!