Frank took a business trip to Hokkaido, Japan last week, and agreed to let me share his ramen-powered Sapporo adventure.
Hi, Sweetie:
Here I am in Hokkaido, safe and sound. The flights from the
US were uneventful, the usual trans-pacific 12 hour drag, and after a decent
layover, I made the connection to the domestic ANA flight within Japan to Sapporo’s International Airport (actually Shin
Chitose International Airport, about 20 miles south of Sapporo) with no
trouble.
Actually, I take that back; there was a bit of trouble – I
forgot to take my leftover Yen from the currency drawer at home, so I got to
Sapporo at 9 pm with only US$ in hand, and by then the foreign exchange office
was closed. I thought I might be stuck, but I asked at the information counter,
and they directed me to a hidden row of ATMs, which took some time to find. Fortunately, they worked, and I could withdraw Japanese cash and be on my way.
But not without noticing that the Sapporo International airport is HUGE – giant
shopping malls (all closed at this time of night), and 4 floors of long curved corridors
that go on forever. By the time I found the ATM, I’d walked nearly a half mile.
Not quite what I wanted after traveling for nearly 20 hours.
The JR train station was in the airport basement, and once I
got my ticket a train was ready to depart in a few minutes. The train was
comfortable (all seats, not a sand-up commuter train), and, and in half an hour
I was in town at the Shin Sapporo station.
The conference hotel was only a block from the station – I
had a great printout from Google maps, showing the area in great detail – but
to get out of the station I had to go through a maze of twisting shopping
passages (all closed at this time of night) and a bridge to a back alley for
bicycle parking before I finally found the tower of the Sheraton Sapporo Hotel in front of me. What a welcome sight that was. Even if it did
look like a mini European cathedral from this end – clearly a hotel with an eye
to the wedding market.