She says: I am completely bummed to be leaving Tokyo. I absolutely loved my time here and would come back in a heartbeat. Matt finally over his jetlag by consuming seven burgers, two crepes, endless packets of Chip Star and becoming a Karaoke (pronounced kah-rah-oh-kay here) superstar. I'm pretty sure he'd come back with me. Over the past few days, we have become: quite comfortable navigating our way around the huge city's multiple subway lines; accustomed to ca...

He says: It's been well documented on this blog that my eating habits resemble a 10-year-old child. Serve me chicken fingers, fries and a milkshake and I couldn't be happier. Enter Japan - home to culinary delights such as thick beef tongue and we have a problem. However, who would have thought I'd have to travel all the way to Tokyo for the world's greatest burger? But it turns out that's exactly what I had to do to enjoy the greatness that is Freshness Burger ...

She says: The amour of rejuvenation I feel right now is extraordinary. I'm not sure if it's the three sulphur boiled eggs I gobbled down yesterday in Hakone (they are supposed to add 5 to 7 years to your life, depending on which account you believe), the twelve or do hours if sleep I got last night or the incredible 45 minute shiatsu massage I just finished. I was, yet again, reminded that I am too big for Japan, as I was given the largest sweatpants to change in...

She says: It is so quiet in Tokyo. Almost eerily so. We are right now on the crowded 5:20 pm subway after an insanely busy day and you could, quite literally, hear a pin drop. I wish I had one to prove my point. We visited several different Tokyo neighborhoods today and it is remarkable how strikingly different each of them is, they each serve a function and the people within each neighborhood are dressed to fit their niches. It's unlike any other city I've seen...

She says:Oh, the sweet agony of a timed out Internet! I just spent forty minutes writing THE most brilliant blog post the world has ever seen, and, in a doomed race against time, the Tokyo hotel computer counted me down and I desperately jabbed at the save and publish button. Japanese warning messages were popping up on the screen, I was futilely ignoring them, trying to post for you, and the screen went black. All my hard work - gone. Into the Japanese Internet ...