So for about a year, since Misha realized that Hello Kitty was born in Japan, this whole trip has been all about Hello Kitty land and the excitement of what this world might have to offer. It is hard to fathom how much our four year old girl has dreamt of her all these months, days, hours and minutes up until now. We are finally here, the day has come and we could not help feeling a bit ancious about the pinkmojo of this place. Could it actually deliver on all these dreams, the hours of goodnight stories, the endless drawings and paintings of what this fairyland would look, feel, smell and taste like. All the stories in kindergarden with all the other little, pink girls in their pink kitty shirts, pants, socks, haedbands, umbrellas, braclets, hats and life coloured by this soft, big, pink cat?
Steffen was mildly pessimistic after having spent 3 hours on Tokyo metro for the first time in our life, having gotten on the wrong train, trying to backtrack our steps in the right direction plus some bad Kitty-reviews in a hoky magazine the night before.
Well we stood outside and our faith laid in the rainbow in front of us, which actually ends here. We stepped inside, hardly nobody there, could this be a good sign?
Well the sparkles started to prickle us, within seconds the fairydust had captured us and we took of into fairyland. Guess what? The japanese they know how to do this sort of stuff. They don’t decide to do the ikea furniture in the last minute or cut the budget in the glitterdevision nor do they settle for any less then the best performers, the friendliest staff or the funkiest treats that shower you with cuteness, hugs and pink potion as long as you want.
It was a success. We were all pinked up to the top. We will be back!
For those specially interested in pink, glitter, kitties, sparkledust and such, here is the video pink fairyride, notice how much daddy likes this.
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