After 26 hours of eating (5 meals), watching movies, and waiting, we arrived at our Hostel. I don't know about you, but for me, a warm toilet seat was always a sign that someone before me had a good time on the toilet... here, apparently, every toilet has a preheated seat. Uh, and also the thrill of guessing the button which actually flushes the toilet, knowing if you hit the wrong one, the anus cleaning jet would give you a face wash. Next stop, get some food!

I woke up at 7 and went outside for a walk. Like every basic tourist, I discovered that 711 is the shit. I grabbed a green tea and a custard puff (it's like a windbeutel but on roids and with custard). In Japan, I learned that you don't eat and walk, so I found a nice bridge and inhaled the puff.

I went back to the hostel were I meat Josusan Salarywoman and we went to do the same again (711+bridge). Afterwards, we grabbed some bikes and cycled through Tokyo. We saw a guy with a monkey on his shoulder, a lot of people posing with their dogs, and one even with a meerkat. The cucumber was a trap, and the oysters on a stick were sick.

In Jinbōchō, we strolled around looking for some ramen. After some racial profiling of the cues, we were convinced we found one with only locals. 20 min later we had a big bowle of ramen in front of us. I want to give it a 10/10, but I need to stick to my values and give it a 9/10. Some book stores, a shrine with good whisky, and off we went to a royal garden.

We returned our bikes, and the store owner forgot to give back the passport and sent me a very sweet message with a cute image (worth it). Now we want to live the salaryman and salarywomen lifestyle and go to a Izakaya. The Goal was to eat and drink some nice things and try something nasty. So we did. The nasty were fermented soybeans with some small egg yolk. Our waitress warned us and said that even she did not like it, but we went for it anyways. Josusan did not enjoy it, but for me, it got better the more I ate. We left the place shitfaced and well nourished. On the way home, we got some snacks and sips and ignored the rule of eating while walking (I stopped chewing when people walked by).

Sunday is play day. We rushed to Akihabara Electric Town and straight into GIGO. Seven floors of games were waiting for our money. Inside, we navigated Japanese menus with drumsticks, steering wheels, and randomly tapping on buttons. My favorite, though, was watching the pros. The most impressive was a game that could be described as BeatSaber, but with buttons. The game corner was filled with clicking sounds and well-dressed young people. Most of them were standing in line patiently waiting. The young people moved with such precision and speed around the wheel of buttons, forcing a smile of joy on my face. When we left the building, the street was cleared of cars, and everyone was walking on the streets. It felt like freedom and time to get an expensive matcha latte served by a robot and go to to the beach.

I want to fulfill the social constraints associated with +30ies going to Japan. I already checked  the “I need to write a blog to share my experience”. Buying a watch/knife is also a strong move. My goal was to heist a vintage seiko watch under 100 buggs. I don't know why, but this was quite impossible in Tokyo. First of all, 96% of all watches were Rolex, and there were no watches under 100 buggs, also no vintages seiko anywehre. I checked at least 20 stors bevor i gave up and bought a used Casio for 2000 yen. At least I got the opportunity to buy a fancy knife for my friend Bikuta.

You all know my brainfarts… most of them are genius, only some are shait, but some are so good that they are worth stealing. ITO EN did that! Let me introduce the bottle with a cap that holds the tea powder. When you open the cap the powder shoots into the drink and you get a freshly made matcha. Just genius. Thanks for stealing!

Today we walked a lot and realised too late that we were hungry! We thought we would check out one of the famous ramen chains because they will be quick… but apparently, all tourists thought that, and the waiting time was 30 min. We hangrily walked a little and stumbled into a casual door. The chef gave a sign to wait at the door, 20 sec later, 2 seats were ready for us with chilled greentea and a warm cloth for the hands. We pointed at the rice bowl and the pork bowl. The chef yelled a few words into the kitchen, and 42 seconds later, we had the bowls in front of us. The bottleneck of the whole experience, where we, eating. Others who came later left earlier. It was heavenly good, and we were shocked that it was 5 buggs.