Man oh man am I exhausted. Charlie just went back today to the countryside, and I just finished classes. Here`s how the week went:
On Thursday, a gang of us foreign students went to visit Hakone, a peaceful and beautiful city located just past the outskirts of Tokyo. The first stop was the Kirin / Seagram alcohol factory. Oh OH! We got to tour the whole factory before reaching the spot otherwise known as the `Make Your Liver Happy Area.` Yes, a vast array of whiskey was waiting to be taken advantaged of right before our eyes. The whiskey ranged from the cheap college student status range to the more expensive investment banker range. Although they didn`t have all the liquor available, enough was there to make our stomachs warm at 11:00 in the morning. Next we stopped by a natural science musuem, and everybody had a pretty good time, many thanks to the earlier kirin factory stop. Then we arrived at our hotels and were able to do whatever we wanted, although everybody decided to relax in the public bathhouses, an experience one should go through before God tells you to slow down. The night was spent with strange liquid substances called b-e-e-r and v-o-d-k-a until the crack of dawn, when we had to get up to enjoy more culture.
On Friday night, I came back from the trip just in time to shower and rest a little before Charlie arrived. Oh wait, that`s what I wanted to do. I actually went drinking with the Koreans at a local bar ( DQ was there, but no drama this time ) before rushing two stops over to meet Charlie. We went back to my place so that I could shower up and left for the club around 12:00. Clubs in Japan don`t start to jump until this time anyway. We end up going to a club in Roppongi where half the people are dressed in costumes and all were pretty friendly. If only the music stayed with hip hop instead of reverting to trance and funk. Then Saturday night, Charlie and I met some other friends to visit a club in Shibuya called Harlem. The music was definitely up to par but what made the night interesting were the five Black Russians Charlie met and the seven Black Russians I bumped into. Man, 90% vodka, 10% Kahlua ( thanks for the introduction Tommy) sure do make one good looking couple. On the way home at 7 in the morn, Charlie and I fell asleep while on the train and missed our stop. It ended up coming around another half hour later. Thank god the tracks run in a cycle and don`t just go one way. Sunday night was spent recovering and later at an all you can eat ShabuShabu and Sukiyaki restaurant. I think I ate enough cows to start a farm that night and I crashed almost instantaneously when I got home. Overall, I had a blast with Charlie and I know the next time he comes, it`s gonna be even more crazy. All I can say is what did I tell you about Shibuya Charlie? =D
