Destinations

The first time I landed in Tokyo, I stood in the arrivals hall at Narita for a full twenty minutes, staring at signs for the Skyliner, the Narita Express, the Access Express and about four different bus companies. I was jet-lagged, hungry and convinced I was going to pick the wrong one and end up somewhere near Mount Fuji. Spoiler: I picked the most expensive option, got off at the wrong exit of Tokyo Station, and dragged my suitcase for fifteen minutes in the rain. I have flown into Tokyo six times since then, through both Narita and Haneda, and I…