The Buddha and the train.

Yesterday I went to Kamakura to check out this dude and a
few shrines with Karin and her mother who's visiting. The
weather was... impossibly hot and after we took a look at
the Daibutsu we took a look at a map of the area and said:
"Hey, let's walk to this shrine, it looks nice.".
....yeah. We walked around for like an hour without getting
anywhere and simply decided to head out to the beach
instead. So we did. Nice waves... I wish I had a surfboard....
or knew how to surf. :P Afterwards we had a beer and
headed home. Boy were we in for a surprise.
At first, there was some kind of delay so the train from Kamakura
to Shinjuku was like 30 minutes late. Some old guy started chatting
with us and told us what the announcer were saying and stuff.
But then he felt obligated to show us pictures from where he'd been
today and wouldn't stop talking. Showed us about 30 pictures of the
ocean and the beach saying; "The ocean's beautiful, isn't it?"
to all of them. Then when we finally got on the train, it wasn't the
train we thought. So we got off about 2 stations later and decided
to wait for the right train.
...and then. The thunderstorm of HELL hit us. Deafening thunderclaps
and lightning all around. The lights in the houses around the station
flickered and went out, then came back. It was kinda spectacular. :)
We waited for another half an hour, then got on the train. Excellent.
The train moved about 200 meters, then stopped. Aaand stood still, for
about 1 hour.. or something. Maybe more, I forget. The lightning had
destroyed some kind of relay or traffic signal or something.
When we finally got to Shinjuku (or Takadanobaba where we were
changing trains) it was half past 10. A train ride that should have taken
about 1,5 hours took 4 hours instead. Tired and hungry, we went to an
isakaya near the station and ate and had a beer (or two?) and then went home.