Oh my days, I am not in a good state. Grant, if you're wondering, no we are not feeling clever. Was in Roppongi last night, which is basically where muppets who don't really know Tokyo go for a night out to get ripped off. We started by drinking a half bottle of vodka with coke - it was like being school kids again - under a giant spider statue because we could not afford bar prices all night. But this only increased later drunkeness and I spent loads anyway. It's all a bit of a blur but I got in at 9am, was woke up at noon - one hour after I was meant to check out - and generally haven't been the same since.
I am aware the blogs have been a bit rubbish of late, I've been a bit more ponderess in general - exacerbated right now by a monster hangover - and maybe have a touch of travel fatigue. This is odd in itself as, although I miss friends and family, I don't want to go home. Have been starting to snap out of it, but like I say, hangover, etc.
Anyway, thoughts on Tokyo... This is a great city where I definitely would like to live although it's expensive and you appear to have to live in a shoebox-sized flat or the sticks outside.
The people are really cute, unbelieveably fashion-conscious and stylish, and forever falling asleep on the underground, seemingly because they work excessively long hours, but my mate reckons also because they like to go for a few cheeky drinks after work.
Roppongi is the late-night disco area, Shibuya is one of the built up shopping centres (where they filmed famous scenes from Lost in Translation, and Shijuku is, well, another.
I don't really know what else to say, I'll collect my thoughts and get back to you with something altogether a little more coherent.
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