Unfortunately something unfortunate happens. My story of Kansai Travel 3 was unintentionally deleted, leaving only this picture showing I was sleeping of tiredom on one of the tables at a coffee shop. In short, our journey as internet refugees was something closer to misery. Late at night, we eventually decided to find accommodation, with no avail. There were hotels open around, but the receptionists just rejected us coldly as we hadn't registered previously as guests. It seemed guests should have had booked earlier through online system to stay. It was past midnight 1-2 am already, we were left stranded on the street in the cold of Osaka's winter until we found this restaurant (Himawari coffee shop). I was so thankful the restaurant existed that if I had a daughter born that day I would give her name Himawari boru Ritonga.
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