handle me on a nonstop, twelve-hour flight to Tokyo?” Jake asked.
I laughed. “I have a laptop, don’t I? But be warned. I also have an umbrella, just in case you try to get fresh with me, young man.”
He chuckled, grabbed his carryon, and walked toward the gate.
* * *
I slung my carryon bag securely over my shoulder and followed Jake onto the airport shuttle bus so we could head to the Cerulean Tower Tokyu Hotel.
Once we were checked in, Jake smiled at me. “Wanna get a drink at the rooftop bar?”
“ I need to unpack and get online first.”
“ Why do I have the feeling that once you get on that laptop, you’ll never get off of it?”
“ Ha-ha. Just go enjoy a drink. You don’t need me to have a good time.”
“ Nah, maybe later,” he said.
Our suite was located on the thirty-sixth floor of the high-rise hotel. It was spacious and contemporary. There was a little sitting area by the large bay window, furnished with a small table and soft, padded chair with a matching footstool—the perfect reading and working nook. When I peered out the window, I gasped. I was literally taken away by the gorgeous, panoramic view of Tokyo.
“ I wonder what this place looks like at night, all lit up.” Jake asked, looking out.
“ I can’t even begin to imagine.”
I scooted into the window seat to look out the bay window. My palm touched the cold glass as I stared out. S kyscrapers, the harbor, and buildings dominated the landscape, and the majestic Mount Fuji, the highest mountain in Japan, made for a spectacular backdrop. I knew Mount Fuji was more than just a pretty mountain. In fact, it was a conical, active volcano, but it hadn’t erupted for 300 years. It was nestled in the middle of a beautiful mountain range, and I couldn’t stop staring at its perfect symmetrical shape and its snow-capped cone. It was breathtakingly scenic, and I needed to capture its beauty. I grabbed my camera and started snapping away.
“ This place is huge!” Jake called from the bathroom. “There’s even a tubside view! It’s like a spa in here!”
I smiled. “Another great hotel. Mom sure had taste.”
“ Runs in the family,” Jake said as he walked out of the bathroom.
When I walked into the bathroom and found out that Jake had left the toilet seat up again, we got into a little spat that escalated into a battle. When the tension got as thick as poundcake, I felt it was time to take a break, so I decided to leave. Jake beat me to it, and I wasn’t sure where he was going, but when he grabbed gym clothes from his suitcase, I assumed he was going to work off some steam at the fitness center. I had given him the cold shoulder, and he was obviously trying to give me some space to collect my thoughts.
I left anyway. Luckily, all the shops were within walking distance. I spent the day checking out all of the hottest fashions, updating my blog, writing, talking to business contacts, and, finally, I went in for a quick dip in the indoor pool. The pool and hot tub were surrounded by large windows, giving me another spectacular view of thriving Tokyo. I sat down at one of the patio tables, the perfect place to work on my article a little more.
My cell phone rang, and I glanced at the caller ID.
“ Hey, Nadia. What’s up?”
“ I’m just checking out your photos you sent. You’re so lucky, Ash! I love Cuddles, the baby alligator.”
“ It’s a croc,” I corrected.
She laughed. “Whatever. It was still cool, and all those places are gorgeous. What a fabulous vacation. I’m so glad I made you go.”
“ Did you get the pics of Mount Fuji yet?”
“ Yes! And I’m putting Japan on my bucket list. I’ve gotta see it with my own eyes someday.”
“ It’s beautiful here.”
“ I’m surprised you haven’t headed for the hills,” she said.
“ Yeah, well, I’m tolerating him as best I can.”
“ So he’s behaving?” she said.
“ Not exactly. He insists on sleeping naked, and—”
“ Hmm…” she
I laughed. “I have a laptop, don’t I? But be warned. I also have an umbrella, just in case you try to get fresh with me, young man.”
He chuckled, grabbed his carryon, and walked toward the gate.
* * *
I slung my carryon bag securely over my shoulder and followed Jake onto the airport shuttle bus so we could head to the Cerulean Tower Tokyu Hotel.
Once we were checked in, Jake smiled at me. “Wanna get a drink at the rooftop bar?”
“ I need to unpack and get online first.”
“ Why do I have the feeling that once you get on that laptop, you’ll never get off of it?”
“ Ha-ha. Just go enjoy a drink. You don’t need me to have a good time.”
“ Nah, maybe later,” he said.
Our suite was located on the thirty-sixth floor of the high-rise hotel. It was spacious and contemporary. There was a little sitting area by the large bay window, furnished with a small table and soft, padded chair with a matching footstool—the perfect reading and working nook. When I peered out the window, I gasped. I was literally taken away by the gorgeous, panoramic view of Tokyo.
“ I wonder what this place looks like at night, all lit up.” Jake asked, looking out.
“ I can’t even begin to imagine.”
I scooted into the window seat to look out the bay window. My palm touched the cold glass as I stared out. S kyscrapers, the harbor, and buildings dominated the landscape, and the majestic Mount Fuji, the highest mountain in Japan, made for a spectacular backdrop. I knew Mount Fuji was more than just a pretty mountain. In fact, it was a conical, active volcano, but it hadn’t erupted for 300 years. It was nestled in the middle of a beautiful mountain range, and I couldn’t stop staring at its perfect symmetrical shape and its snow-capped cone. It was breathtakingly scenic, and I needed to capture its beauty. I grabbed my camera and started snapping away.
“ This place is huge!” Jake called from the bathroom. “There’s even a tubside view! It’s like a spa in here!”
I smiled. “Another great hotel. Mom sure had taste.”
“ Runs in the family,” Jake said as he walked out of the bathroom.
When I walked into the bathroom and found out that Jake had left the toilet seat up again, we got into a little spat that escalated into a battle. When the tension got as thick as poundcake, I felt it was time to take a break, so I decided to leave. Jake beat me to it, and I wasn’t sure where he was going, but when he grabbed gym clothes from his suitcase, I assumed he was going to work off some steam at the fitness center. I had given him the cold shoulder, and he was obviously trying to give me some space to collect my thoughts.
I left anyway. Luckily, all the shops were within walking distance. I spent the day checking out all of the hottest fashions, updating my blog, writing, talking to business contacts, and, finally, I went in for a quick dip in the indoor pool. The pool and hot tub were surrounded by large windows, giving me another spectacular view of thriving Tokyo. I sat down at one of the patio tables, the perfect place to work on my article a little more.
My cell phone rang, and I glanced at the caller ID.
“ Hey, Nadia. What’s up?”
“ I’m just checking out your photos you sent. You’re so lucky, Ash! I love Cuddles, the baby alligator.”
“ It’s a croc,” I corrected.
She laughed. “Whatever. It was still cool, and all those places are gorgeous. What a fabulous vacation. I’m so glad I made you go.”
“ Did you get the pics of Mount Fuji yet?”
“ Yes! And I’m putting Japan on my bucket list. I’ve gotta see it with my own eyes someday.”
“ It’s beautiful here.”
“ I’m surprised you haven’t headed for the hills,” she said.
“ Yeah, well, I’m tolerating him as best I can.”
“ So he’s behaving?” she said.
“ Not exactly. He insists on sleeping naked, and—”
“ Hmm…” she
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