To hit the streets at 4 am is not funny...
Especially if the eki is still closed...
Who would say Tokyo stations are ever empty?
Not sure what is worst, to wait in train or to wait in station...
But kamisama is merciful, and sent his mesangero before us... 
Blank in my memories until, instinctively, I woke up... It was Him! 
Fuji-san...
Amaterasu eventually smiled at us... 
Diferent Japanese landscape succeeded each other... 
And suddenly, the snow...
Snow and bamboo...
Harshness...
Snowish eki...
Dragon...
End of the snow...
Waiting... 
Repas...
Half way... 
Don't feed the pigeons; they shit...
Hopeless...
After 18 hours of train, we weren't even in Kyushu, so our deepest fantasy became true: to spend the night in the streets, in a ghost town (Shin-Yamaguchi)...
First, our preferred edible crap: cup noodle + onigiri... 
Second, our favorite family restaurant featuring nomihodai: Joyfilth... 
Some hours of coffee, bulshit and smelly clothing... 
We met some cool guy who made our last couple of hours in Joyfull somewhat less miserable...
Black Devil, courtesy of the unknown cool guy...
Freezing cold outside...
Station wait...
After some 4 more hours, finally some hope in our hearts...
Usa, some rural station close to home...
And finally home!!!!!!
I missed my town so much... Used to think "home is where my laptop is", but actually it is where I can arrive as a final destination, not transit...
