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I have to be careful as I write this...one wrong move and all of a sudden I'm writing in Japanese...
I arrived here last night with my brother. Coming out of the terminal right behind us was Vito what's-his-name, from Lord of the Rings. I guess it was foolish to assume that all the cameras and Paparazzi were for us. Oh well. He's a lot shorter than I thought he would be.
Our journey to the hostel was not without it's share of problems. We were great until we had to switch trains at Shinjuku, the largest and most confusing train station in Tokyo. After wandering a bit (with all our luggage) we managed to find a map that could lead us to where we needed to go. With the help of a couple cute girls from Bejing who spoke English and Japanese and were on the same train line as us (it would've been nice to speak with them more, but the older gentleman they were with didn't look like he approved of us, and they were going the opposite direction anyway. Oh well), we made the transfer without too much difficulty.
Then came the fun part. With no phone number for the hostel, we were forced to hunt down the place with only the street address to clue us in. Thank god the people here are so polite and willing to help. After more wandering (this time on the streets of Roppongi) with four bags of luggage, we finaly managed to get into the place. So here we are, smack in the middle of Roppongi.
The place isn't that bad, really. A pleasant south african fella runs the place, and it's a cozy little hostel. The other guests seem nice. I was up on the roof smoking dope with a guy I met here, talking about places we had been. He tells me Bangkok is possibly the craziest, dirtiest place on earth. "Imagine an entire city that runs on the economic power of prostitution," he tells me. Huh. Sounds...dirty.
Today we're going to see the Sony center in Ginza, and then we'll head down to the part of the city (I forget it's name, it's not far from here though) where, supposedly, you can find any book you could ever want in any language. After that, who knows. Roppongi is supposed to have a great nightlife, so we'll have to check that out at some point. Too bad the clubs here are so damn expensive. Some of them are like 40 dollars U.S. just to get in.
If you guys have any ideas as to how two attractive gaijin can have fun in this city, throw 'em out there. We'll give them a shot. It's free to use the computer here, so I'll be reporting back to you guys fairly frequently. |
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