2/12 Krispy Kreme, gingerbread and a trip to the roof

Before coming to Japan, I had heard how the opening of a Krispy Kreme store in Tokyo genereated hours and hours of lines. Naturally, I got very curious about their donuts and decided that I'd try them out at least once when I'd go to Japan. There's neither Starbucks, Cold Stone or Krispy Kreme in Sweden, which is really strange since we import so many things from the States anyway. I'd say, swap McD's with Cold Stone Creamery!

1. On a weekday afternoon, almost two years after the store opened, there's still a line outside.
2. The donuts! Or at least the remaining two when I realized I hadn't taken a picture yet.

The Krispy Kreme donuts are really sweet, a pure bliss if you like sugar. But you'll feel full for a couple of hours after that, so I don't think it was a very good idea of us to have them before dinner... Oh well. I still prefer Cold Stone over these donuts. :D

A and I picked E up at Shinjuku after getting the donuts, she was coming here with all her luggage cause she'd be staying at my place until my course ends and we leave for Kyoto for a couple of days. Nevertheless, we didn't ride the rush hours train but you still feel like you're a lot in the way when you board the train with huge suitcases. How do the other traveling Tokyoites do it? I've seen people with small, carry-on sized suitcases from time to time, but very rarely the large ones. I think there's this delivery system where you can have your bags delivered to the airport (or home if you're coming the other way). Before coming to Japan, I was seriously considering that alternative but I think we'll just take an early train when we go to Narita in a couple of days.

Back at the apartment, we threw a mini Swedish party. E had bought glögg in IKEA (she went there and to Disneyland without meeeeee! ;o;) and O had told me that you could buy pepparkakor at one of the supermarkets around our area, so I wouldn't have needed to go to Ame Yoko to get them before. How strange how Annas Pepparkakor managed to find its way to a normal, Japanese supermarket in Shimotakaido, Tokyo, Japan.

Later, when O joined us, he told us that you could actually go up on the roof, so we thought, why the heck not? Thing is, I don't think you are supposed to be able to go up there as there was no proper staircase. We had to climb over the corridor wall which is well over a meter tall and then walk (or crawl in my case...) up a steep section and then another (imagine a flight of stairs but without the stairs) of the building to get up. It's especially scary when it's pitch black dark outside and you don't really see the ground below you. But it was well worth it. We had so much space on the roof just for ourselves which left us wondering if we really were in Tokyo. Overwhelmed by this feeling, we started jumping around like little kids. And in the horizon, the lights from the city that never sleeps kept blinking away.

Dance, dance, dance on the roof.