On the morning of the 25th the NZ Masters moved to K's backpackers, our new, temporary, head-quarters. Cute French backpackers; Cute German backpackers; Cute Japanese at the desk. Good bar. Good breakfast. Good facilities. Clean, airy, and light, etc …The question quickly became why didn’t we stay here longer? The only point of contention was who was going to have to share a room with Bob (who can only be described as a snoring machine). 
Having bid Dennis and Khan farewell (they were flying out as Dennis was going to compete in the Nationals at home) everyone went their own separate ways. The youthful contingent of Team Tauranga got on it. Wayne, Pat, and Kong went to BIC CAMERA. While sales reps watched us like Hawks we took the time to enjoy what can only be said to be the Mercedes of massage chairs. Legs, arms, layback...Kong lobbied to go get a six pack and just hang out there all day.
[From the evening before at Kyoto University]
Wayne and Pat seemed to think Kong’s plan was implausible. They had another plan that involved having lunch in the underground city (beneath the station) and drinking coffee in a Starbucks on the corner just across from the Kyoto station.
[From the evening before at Kyoto University]
The Starbucks coffee was shit. The panoramic vista provided by the place itself, on the other hand, was an unparalleled point from which to observe the civilized yet bustling throng of humanity that is Kyoto. It would have been easy to spend the day there. Energy levels were low and plans of racing around to see everything evaporated quickly.
Coming soon: Part two -- Kyoto at night and almost a fight with a Bono wannabe.
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