I had an early start to the day, as I had a lot of packing to do. This included re-packing things to ensure I could fit everything in, and not get excess baggage charges. So I had a few piles – my stuff, stuff for the stadium, stuff for Brett to take in his bag, and stuff that we were leaving with Dy (????).
After breakfast I had to check out of the hotel before we could leave. We had decided that Brett would stay an extra 24 hours to ensure staff training at the new stadium was done thoroughly, and also gave him the opportunity to go back to Ginza and hopefully talk to the “right” person there. He wasn’t needed for the first day in New Zealand anyway, so this seemed like the best use of his time. So I had moved the things that I wanted him to take back to his room before checking out.
With my suitcase, backpack and laptop bag, as well as the large bag containing the new stadium’s laptop and tablet, and Brett’s backpack, we went to Shinigawa station. This was going to be tricky. I think it was the biggest crowd I had seen, and I had no idea how we would get all our stuff on the train. We couldn’t get on the first one so had to wait for the next. Being first on at a major station (where a lot of people got off) meant I was able to plant my suitcase on the floor just in the doors and stack my laptop and backpack on top, so it worked out.
It took us 3 trains to get to the station where Dy’s car was parked. I managed to get a bit of sleep on them (as we got seats on the 2nd and 3rd), which was needed. At the station, on the top floor, there was an outdoor futsal court. This was open air, in the middle of the car park. It was an amazing set up, and because Dy doesn’t speak much English, we didn’t know what sort of communication he had had with the owners of the court. But the potential for places like that just got Brett and I thinking more how good the Japanese market will be if we can talk to the right people. Dy then drove us to the stadium, where we commenced installation. This particular one went as smooth as clockwork. In about an hour the TV was mounted on the wall, the Datascore system was setup and configured on the internet, and Sportskeep 3 was installed. The only hiccup was that for some unknown reason, the games weren’t getting from Sportskeep to Datascore.
After 20 minutes or so of playing around (with no success), we decided to take a lunch break. Dy took us to a “fast food” place (which wasn’t really fast in the end). We then had a look at a gymnasium, which had 3 courts of volleyball playing, for kids schools. I couldn’t believe how these 10 (or so) year olds were playing volleyball. Their spikes / blocks / saves were amazing – certainly putting me to shame – and I started playing before any of them were born! Through an iPhone app translator, Dy told us the gymnasium (government run) spend more on fixing scoreboarding problems than what it would cost them to install Datascore. He certainly knows a lot of people, and will make a great ambassador for us. Hopefully he can close deals as well as he can open opportunities, but if it means we get Mark Davis over to finalise it all (because he is “the finaliser”), as long as it looks promising, then it’s worthwhile.
Back at the stadium I had a bit more of a look at the Datascore / Sportskeep integration problems, but couldn’t see what the problem was. SMSing also had a problem in Japan (we hadn’t had the opportunity to test this before) so Brett and I decided we would just give them Datascore for now, and explain that Sportskeep integration would come in January when I come back. Hopefully I can replicate and resolve the problem by then!
While Brett was doing the training with the staff, the time came that I had to go to the airport. Dy drove me there, which took over an hour. We didn’t hit any freeways, but it was good to see a lot more of country. We were ahead of schedule so stopped for dinner at a Sushi Train. This was, again, mind blowing! I’ve seen Sushi trains in Australia where they have a conveyerbelt going around the shop. This had 3 of these, and could easily seat 200 people. Each table (which had access to the conveyerbelt) had a touch screen where you could place a custom order. When you did this, the machine would beep when your custom order arrived, which was in a different container so people didn’t pick it up thinking it was there for anybody to get. It was all very efficient.
After Dy dropped me at the airport, I walked in and my heart missed a beat. All I could see on a board was flight QF22 delayed until the next day. We had received a call the previous night from Mark and Ange, whose flight had been cancelled due to engine problems, and they had to wait until the next morning to leave. Now it looked like I was in the same situation, so Qantas still hadn’t managed to get planes caught up. So I had an extra night in Japan. The room wasn’t as nice as the Shinigawa Prince, but I put it to good use! I found out Brett was going to experience the same problem the next evening, so got on to him and explained the situation. Luckily he had finished everything during the day, so was able to catch the same flight as me.