A month in Japan

• Morning
o The trip to Tokyo was mostly uneventfull… I took a few trains and a shinkansen and had a tasty bento box along the way. I wish I’d seen mt fuji out the window, but I fell asleep for part of the trip, so didn’t notice.
• Arrival
o I got into Tokyo a bit after two… and realized I had to walk ten minutes to my hotel… grrr… that’s going to suck when I have to take my suitcase back to the train station to go to Hiroshima. Shortly after arriving I headed to Harajuku to meet up with Satomi. We browsed Harajuku for clothes, talked, and just hung out. We bought some famous harajuku crepes… which were amazing. These crepes consist of crepes that are wrapped up in the shape of an icecream cone and stuffed with fruit, icecream, whipped cream, and mine had cheesecake… it so delicious, probably the least healthy thing I’ve eaten in japan so far. Granted, beer isn’t especially healthy, but it sure has less calories. We followed the crepes up by shopping some more and I bought a pair of black leather shoes (or atleast black… leather… maybe). Harajuku has amazing clothes and accessories at reasonable prices… and everyone looks as though they have watched too much anime and wanted to dress as their favorite characters; I love it. Satomi and I hung out for a few hours and then she had to get back to school, so I headed back to my hotel to take a shower. I arrived at my hotel and phone rung… it was Nate… we decided to meet in Roppongi.
• Night Time
o It took about an hour for me to get to Roppongi with the help of two trains and a bus. I arrived at Nate’s apartment (or rather… the apartment of his ex girlfriend where he’s staying.) We just talked for a bit and then decided to grab some dinner; it was about 9 oclock, so we were both game for a bit to eat. Iori (nate’s ex) arrived as we got to the apartment, and we headed out. We went to a bar/restaurant… in that there were drinks, smokes, and small dishes… but somehow we made it into a dinner. Iori stuck with one drink, while nate and I ended having two… no matter how non intoxicating rum and coke may be. Yet…. As with most things, it tastes better in japan. I don’t remember all the dishes we got, but one was raw horsemeat which was delicious. It was just like sashimi. After dinner Iori was a bit tired so she headed back to the apartment while Nate and I headed out to a bar. We headed to the wallstreet bar where the bouncer asked me “how old are you?”… “20” I answered and yep “forgot my id”…ahahaha. He looked at me and gave me this ‘I don’t believe you’ look, but still let me in. Nate and I started with a carona each and we just sat at the bar and smoked a cigarette. Nate ran into a salaryman that he’d met before and we all talked for half an hour or so as the night went on… the guy was so happy to meet me and see Nate again that he bought us all a shot of whiskey (shots go for ten dollars)… but I wasn’t stopping him. We had another carona… and just hung out at the bar… which was basically a club by this point, everyone was dancing (or… in their inebriated state… I’m sure they thought they were dancing.) I decided to be adventurous and ordered a b52 since I still wasn’t feeling much… this turned into a great idea. While ten dollars for a shot is indeed insane, this was just beautiful. The b52 is a mix of kahlua, ameretto, and one other liquor which I forget… it is then lit on fire… and drunk straight down with a straw…. Smooth… intoxicating, and delicious. The only way to go. At 2 am, we both were a bit tired, so decided to get a snack at first kitchen. We both got these tiny pizzas and then headed back to Iori’s apparment to crash.