So we arrived yesterday morning in Japan and straightaway handled the mobile phone incompatibility issue. Not so smoothly as we would have liked, as it happens. Last visit, I was able to slip out the SIM card from my mobile and put it into a Japanese phone and lo! and behold! my number was now available on the JP phone network. But this time – not so simple my friend – no signal picking up for any UK SIM card today – sorry! We don’t know why! So now I have a little Nokia with a different number and have to email the number to everyone to call me on it. But it does have a 1.3 megapixel camera – so now I’m blue toothing images between my JP phone and my beloved Treo 650. Wow – all that and I hadn’t even got to the Grand Hyatt yet. Never mind lost in translation – actually pretty much no translation at all!
The Grand Hyatt is superb – beautiful pool – granite and wood – wow! I swam my 50 lengths under the watchful gaze of the silent attendant – who nods and bows at my every lap! Curiouser and curiouser. The sense of alienation is superbly done – like this road sign – now which way do we go again?