The rest of the weekend

Museums are fine and dandy, but what about the rest of the weekend! Yeah, this weekend was kinda crazy.

Went out Saturday night. David, another from teacher training, was coming to Tokyo for the first time. We all met up in... Roppongi. I'm getting kinda sick of this place. "whaddaya want to do?" "I dunno, what do you want to do?" "I dunno"... Kinda the Roppongi theme. I commenced to drink on the street. Someone said Gas Panic (a club). I passed, letting them have their fun for a bit while I drank on the street with Eric. This is kinda the exact same thing I've done 3 times now. Luckily, I had Eric's extra bike, and his place to crash, so I could head there around 2:30am or so and not do the all-nighter thing.

Then we went to Vanilla. Dammit. Well despite my disdain for the places we were visiting, I was with my friends, had a few beers in me, so I couldn't really complain. Into Vanilla we went.

I drank my 2 free drinks. I was on track to dance a little, and be out. Then Margaret threw tequilla into the picture. Then my early night turned into the Roppongi all-nighter... again.

The next day...

Saw the museums in the day, then we all met up for Kabuki. Kabuki is a old Japanese theater. You can see a single act of it for cheap, so thats what we did. I couldn't understand really, something about these girls who turned into demons and then fought these samurai dudes.

So we got some dinner and headed to Mag's place in Chiiba. Headed to... but didn't arrive at. Somehow we got on the wrong train, then we lost the race against the clock, and had no choice but to head back to Tokyo. We were stuck.

I figured, fuck it, I'll just wait in Shinjuku for 4 and a half hours till the trains start again. Mag's, Dave, and his girl Rie took a taxi. Me, Branda, and Suwen hit the streets. I figured I'd tour Shinjuku at least. What a wierd place. The next day I looked up Kabukicho on the internet, turns out we spent our night in one of Japan's largest red light district. It seemed kinda quiet for that though. We did see a ton of host bars, where women can go drink with "hot" guys. Normally, you see a few hostess bars here and there, but here, there were literally a hundred host bars, all with "menus" of guys out front. Some random on the street said this was "gay town" or something. Oh, this is the area that Blade Runner is filmed in. Sweet.