I fell asleep at the Narita Airport in Tokyo. Not particularly remarkable, sure, except I did it in a bed. I know a lot of you world travelers are used to swanky airports with hotel type day rooms, but a new one on me. A combination of six months of sleep deprivation, a convoluted travel schedule with an all day layover, and curiosity took me to the lobby of the airport day room and shower facility. Twelve bucks an hour rented me a spacious cubby of a room with a single bed and a pocket shower, toiletries and sundries included. Granted it wasn’t particularly plush nor overly peaceful with people walking up and down the hall checking in and out, but it was meticulously clean, Japanese clean, and, bottom line, I was snoozing in an airport without having to arrange myself across a series of airport chairs, uncomfortable armrest to be navigated half way down my body and luggage wedged under me so someone didn’t make off with it while I slept. Then a hot shower before stepping back into the terminal to face the world. Pretty neat.
