Tiny is one way to describe Anne Hostel, home for my week in Japan. Wonderful is just as appropriate. Situated off the beaten track, close to Asakusabashi station the Anne Hostel appears, from the outside, to be just a small door in a typical Japanese suburban building. At the top of it’s four floors, slipping off your shoes you enter a neat little reception. Welcoming smiles beam at you from behind the counter. A Flat screen hangs godlike from the wall of the Japanese style common room. Travelers are plonked on tatami mats covering the floor. I felt at home as soon as I walked in the door.
When I say tiny though, I mean tiny. Tiny Rooms. Tiny Reception. Tiny common room. Tiny showers. Tiny toilets. No so tiny that you’re uncomfortable though, just tiny. Exactly what you’d imagine Japan to be like.
The word tiny can’t describe the enthusiasm of the staff. Quite the opposite. I have never felt such warmth from hosts. They obviously take pride in their Hostel, and love every minute of being around their guests. I look forward to seeing what the rest of the week turns up.
Glad to see you arrived safely. I bet the guitar is a bit out of tune after the train experience! ;0)
March 4th, 2009 at 6:14 pm