Ready for take off

First off, a warning to the people reading this...weirdness might ensue. So saying that, let me open with something that might make you roll your eyes. =]
The first thing I remember about going to the Des Moines International Airport was having my mom tack on the end of a prayer that I would not bring home an Asian guy...
Now, if you know me, you know that I joke around about liking Asian guys...but behind my jokes lies a true desire...now that I type that, desire seems like a strong word. I like Asian guys, ok? Some people might think I'm weird because of it, but you know what? I am weird and always have been! Plus, I have a few friends who are my support group on liking Asian guys. XD Anyway, the point is that I felt like my mom had cursed me...not that I'm looking for a guy honestly... I'm the 'if it happens, it happens; if not, it doesn't' type of girl...but my mom's words certainly aren't going to help anything. haha
Now, to jump to a completely different subject...the plane rides...Des Moines to DFW (leaving at 6:00AM I might add so I had to be at the airport two hours earlier and I couldn't sleep that night)...I sleep...DFW to Tokyo Narita...I sleep for 2 of the 13 1/2 hours...the rest of the hours are filled with eating food (which surprisingly had sushi, crackers and an individual package of cheese, a brownie, a salad or a few slices of fruit, a small water bottle, and then the normal gross airplane food...although one of the meals was pizza, which made me giddy considering I was feeling sick, and I didn't want to eat normal airplane food like beef and nasty potatoes, and brown vegetables, or overcooked chicken and rice. Somehow, eating pizza made me not feel sick...Does that make sense? Of course not!
The rest of my time was spent watching movies...one of them was Japanese with English subtitles called Kaiji 2. It's about a gambler who gambles his money to try to buy him and his friends out of working underground. It's actually quite good! In fact, I watched it two times. It refered to the first movie a lot which reminds me of an anime called Deadman Wonderland...where criminals are forced to play certain games that might cost them their lives. I so want to watch Kaiji: the ultimate gambler...but first, I have to find it and buy it...I'm not sure about the rules about watching stuff online in Japan.
Now, the TVs were small personal ones on the back of the seat in front of you, and the guy in front of me just happened to be one of those people who recline their chairs back as far as they can without any consideration for the person behind them...and people with long legs...you know how bad this can be. This guy didn't stop there though...oh no...he placed his hands behind his head so that his fingers were less than a foot away from my face and started picking at them...which distracted me from my movies.
You can imagine that I was happy to get off the plane...and the second I got off, I did a five second dance because I was in Japan (I danced in the tunnel from the plane to the airport; I figured that there wouldn't be a lot of people behind me to see me XD)! Finally, after 6-7 years of waiting!!!
I found out that I had to get my bags and go through customs...everthing is in Japanese and everyone speaks Japanese, but I manage...after I got my official ticket, I went to wait at the gate for an hour...wanting to fall asleep because I only had two hours of sleep in about the past 48 hours. Once on the plane, everything said was in Japanese followed by English. Luckily, I had a whole row to myself, and I immediately slept...after staring out the window to see Japan from the air at night.
Once I landed at the Kansai International Airport, I got my stuff and had to ask for directions on where the shuttle bus to the Best Western hotel was. It was about 8, so I had to wait until 9 for the next one. While waiting, I exchanged my money, and then waited outside for the shuttle...the driver could hardly speak English, and since I didn't know any Japanese, I just followed his actions.
Once at the hotel, I got my key and went up to the twelfth floor, took a much needed shower, tried to call my parents and failed (so I used Skype credit to post a facebook status so someone would inform my parents I was alright [my SIM card hadn't been activated]), took a couple pictures of the mini room, shampoo, soap, and conditioner dispenser, and passed out on the bed. Thus, this concludes my description of my flight and first night in Japan.