yes! i am a long way from home.
the last two weeks have been pretty epic. here's a bit of a recap:
last weekend our friend yukio-san met us and took us to some local bars we would have never found on our own (no signs, no english). the first one was called "horror bar." it has all this sci-fi paraphenalia -- heads in jars, mickey mouse hands, star wars figurines, etc. i've never had a white russian like they had there -- it's hard for me to describe, but when it hits your lips, well... that night yukio stayed out until 8am. after scoping the bar tab i decided it was time to go home.
the next one was in someone's living room. seriously. there were a few couches and two turntables and some really huge speakers and a bar near the wall. it was pretty rad except for a drunken kiwi that tried to steal yukio's cigarettes and asked if america was "really free." the next bar was "ultra super lounge." according to yukio-san it's a "secret bar." it was pretty kickass too, but it wasn't very crowded. apparently that's a function of it being "secret." it was rock night and these japanese dj kids were blaring american punk. there were a lot of people passed out on couches waiting for the first train (5:30am or so).
meeting yukio-san was probably the best thing that has happened to us since we've been here. he always meets us at our izakaya [think neighborhood bar/restaurant] on friday nights and is down for whatever.
heartrand has been pretty consistent lately. i think we went 5 days in a row at one point. it's always awesome and the staff knows/loves us. weeknights are huge there because we can hang out later than the salaryman set. the crowd is pretty intolerable, but that really works in our favor. on wednesday night i met a half-korean flight attendant that just quit her job. she dragged me out of heartland and kept me out at a [terrible yet amazingly fun] dance club until 6am. i might be in a bit over my head with her - she stole my heart, but she was very nice about it. she even got me a cab home.
i'm trying my best to be as respectful and reserved as i can while i'm a visitor here. but sometimes it feels good to relax about it. picture this: two redneck gaijin, one from texas and the other from georgia, standing in front of the 7-11 shotgunning budweisers. fatboy slim says "halfway between the gutter and the stars." i think that's probably about right.
paul, simon, jason, and i booked our tickets to thailand for spring break. 10 days in phuket and bangkok. i was pushing hard for vietnam but it was going to be a lot more expensive. part of me is a little concerned about the relentless debauchery i'm sure we'll encounter. the other part of me can't wait for it. i'm usually the voice of reason, but since getting to tokyo i've been anything but.
last weekend our friend yukio-san met us and took us to some local bars we would have never found on our own (no signs, no english). the first one was called "horror bar." it has all this sci-fi paraphenalia -- heads in jars, mickey mouse hands, star wars figurines, etc. i've never had a white russian like they had there -- it's hard for me to describe, but when it hits your lips, well... that night yukio stayed out until 8am. after scoping the bar tab i decided it was time to go home.
the next one was in someone's living room. seriously. there were a few couches and two turntables and some really huge speakers and a bar near the wall. it was pretty rad except for a drunken kiwi that tried to steal yukio's cigarettes and asked if america was "really free." the next bar was "ultra super lounge." according to yukio-san it's a "secret bar." it was pretty kickass too, but it wasn't very crowded. apparently that's a function of it being "secret." it was rock night and these japanese dj kids were blaring american punk. there were a lot of people passed out on couches waiting for the first train (5:30am or so).
meeting yukio-san was probably the best thing that has happened to us since we've been here. he always meets us at our izakaya [think neighborhood bar/restaurant] on friday nights and is down for whatever.
heartrand has been pretty consistent lately. i think we went 5 days in a row at one point. it's always awesome and the staff knows/loves us. weeknights are huge there because we can hang out later than the salaryman set. the crowd is pretty intolerable, but that really works in our favor. on wednesday night i met a half-korean flight attendant that just quit her job. she dragged me out of heartland and kept me out at a [terrible yet amazingly fun] dance club until 6am. i might be in a bit over my head with her - she stole my heart, but she was very nice about it. she even got me a cab home.
i'm trying my best to be as respectful and reserved as i can while i'm a visitor here. but sometimes it feels good to relax about it. picture this: two redneck gaijin, one from texas and the other from georgia, standing in front of the 7-11 shotgunning budweisers. fatboy slim says "halfway between the gutter and the stars." i think that's probably about right.
paul, simon, jason, and i booked our tickets to thailand for spring break. 10 days in phuket and bangkok. i was pushing hard for vietnam but it was going to be a lot more expensive. part of me is a little concerned about the relentless debauchery i'm sure we'll encounter. the other part of me can't wait for it. i'm usually the voice of reason, but since getting to tokyo i've been anything but.
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