Funny thing was, I was at peace. Well, at least most of the time.
Then I saw heaven standing open, and there was a white horse! Its rider is named Faithful and True, and in righteousness he judges and wages war... And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses. Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations. And He Himself will rule them with a rod of iron. He Himself treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God.
Tuesday, August 4
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A mere ten minutes delay on my departure and subsequently my arrival, which by the way has never happened to me ever since I started frequenting JAL674, led to missing the usual, comfy and rapid bus, which is constantly perfectly on time, leaving me with no choice but to take a train to Yokohama, just to find out all connecting trains have stopped operating due to major accident?, prompting me to take the rare and expensive subway, but utterly terrified by the massive crowd; the station was flooded with other stranded unfortunates who were in town for the fireworks I couldn't even get close to the ticketing machine, resorting to the furthest alternative of Sotetsu, knowing that buses and taxis from Yokohama will be nothing less tragic than the subway, yet still not without a jam packed bus ride towards Higashi Totsuka and alighting halfway followed by another 10 minutes walk, before I was finally home.
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