Meet West in East

Disneyland Tokyo - an overpriced and over-rated theme park where only fools who had the mickey-phenomenon so drilled into their depths of their senses go. Or so i thought. From the moment i stepped out of the train station i felt the magic tingling through my spines - or it could be due to the icy chill caused by the breeze that greeted me once i was out of the warm train cabin. Maybe. But the place was pure magic. To hear that from a person who detested such capitalist globalisation is even more so remarkable - it is that nice. The atmosphere is fantastic. The place is renovated to such an extent that the very mention of the escape theme park at pasir ris will embarrass you. An overwhelming sense of nostalgia, back to the years when a toddler-sized me became fascinated by the likes of mickey and friends, coupled with the christmas theme of the park, made me wanna hug all the mascots at once and take pictures with them, if not for the fact that screaming japanese girls were hogging the limelight to be with their idols. An uncharacteristic haolun went shopping at the disney shops, buldging his bag with plenty of disney paraphernalia that were too kawaii to be missed. Not for myself of course, they are gifts for people. But rest assured that all those cost me a nuclear bomb - oops i forgot the word nuclear bomb is a sensitive taboo 4 letter word. A brief summary of the things we did: we caught a xmas parade that makes the singapore version looked pitiful; took a roller coaster ride in the the dark among other rides; took plenty of pictures; ate some lame hamburgers; watched dance shows; caught fireworks, and errrrr.... took more pictures. Doesn't sound like much does it?

I hope my broken jap can cope through the next 2 weeks or so. Oh well i'm tired of typing already and i gotta wakey early tmw morning for the trip to Mt Fuji. Sayonara peeps.