It was time to head back to Tokyo. I said a somber goodbye to my room which had been my only companion for the last 5 days.
I had a little time to kill so I did a few things. I took a walk in the park (yes that is a coke machine in the middle of the park);
Enjoyed some informative Japanese signs;
Played a weird Japanese game where you win a questionable prize;
And ate another fantastic hot meal.
The trip back was much like the trip before it. Neat scenery;
Long rides;
Snack food;
Frantic train change;
Bad bento;
Another train change;
Better bento;
Train change;
And arrival in Tokyo.
I was to fly out the next morning so I chose an area close to the main train station. This turned out to be a seedy part of Tokyo. It basically is the area where Japanese businessmen go to get shitfaced and procure women of the night.
The area features number of capsule hotels. They are basically a coffin you sleep in when you miss the last train home. I decided to stay in such a place because of the low low price. It was interesting. Each floor was lined with capsules.
In your capsule you have a bed, a light, a TV, and a radio. Luxury!
Feeling that I needed a little something to help me sleep I went to the bar down the street and ordered a highball. This is a popular Japanese cocktail which is essentially whiskey and soda water. It was ok but the nuts were great. Do with that what you want.
I finished my drink and dodged skeevy businessmen and hookers on my way back to my tubular lodging.
In a move that was most flattering, my gameboy remembered it was now my birthday! Oh the Joy!
I celebrated with a weird melon flavored frozen penis thing from the vending machine in the lobby.
Happy Birthday to me!
