We accidentally got on the nozomi bullet train and escaped unfazed! It was a glorious moment as we stepped off, relieved that there was no conductor to catch our truancy. It was the most stressful hour of the trip. Every time the doors opened, we prayed to Thomas the tank engine that it wasn't the conductor checking for tickets. Everything was pleasant up until I realized we were somewhere we weren't supposed to be. And then it was pleasant again after we got off.
On the plus side, we got to take the bullet train from Nagoya to tokyo. Our jr passes don't allow us on the bullet trains, but the second fastest one which isn't too far off of bullet train fast is okay. The conductor told us the track number and we blindly got on just as the doors closed behind us. I briefly saw nozomi flash across the sign, and promptly began to panic. I'm sure we weren't on that train for more than an hour, but it felt like eons. We passed mt Fuji, which was majestic and far away. A says he could feel the g forces on the bullet. We got off at Yokohama and high fived.
Briefly enroute,
Jt
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