This morning I woke up with the intention of going to work early and Tamie was going to go to work even earlier. Seeing as we were in such a rush, it came as no surprise that a raging typhoon hit the country and, as a result, completely messed up the train schedule. While we ate breakfast, the train that usually passes our place every 3-5 minutes was absent. The silence was kind of nice, in a oh-crap-the-trains-aren’t-running kind of way.
I took Layla to daycare and she screamed ‘NO! STOP IT!’ whenever the wind would gust. It was hilarious how mad/scared she was. When we got to the daycare, the gates were all tied up, apparently to protect against the strong winds. Luckily it was only windy, the rain didn’t come until after I dropped her and was on my way back home to grab my bag (and umbrella, apparently) before heading out to work.
In the time it took to get home, talk to Tamie, find my rain jacket and promptly do the gentlemanly thing and give it to my wife, grab my non-waterproof stuff and head out, the rain had stopped. The sun even came out. It was quite the turn of events, but the damage had already been done.
My train to Shinjuku was 1.5 hours late… at Shinjuku, the trains were all backed up. Crowds and chaos was all around, but there were station employees out to guide people… it was so bad that there was a loooong line outside of the gate of my connecting train. Check this out: http://img96.yfrog.com/i/fs5e.jpg/. Posted via twitter on my google phone!
Luckily my connecting train is only a ten minute ride, and it went smoothly once on.
That’s the last time I ever try to go to work early.