Adventurer in Japan, part 5: All The Tokyo

Oh my God, the humidity. The humidity in Tokyo. It was like the air was microwave warm cream cheese and you had to walk and breath in it. Or take photos. That's why all of my Tokyo photos can be summed up in just one post.


Akihabara:

We visited the designated nerd area of Akihabara. Loads of arcades, electronics shops, maid cafes, comic book stores, ADULT comic book stores like one we visited that was seven floors of fan drawn and self published gay fan fiction. Seven floors, you guys., game stores, and anime memorabilia.

I bought George and I two brand new, newest model polaroid cameras for 4900Y and 6400Y so 38€ and 49€. The cameras were several tens of euros more expensive in other parts of Tokyo, so I really do recommend Akihabara for electronics purchases.

I was incredibly bad at claw machines, and didn't win anything. WELL I DIDN'T WANT A DOUGHNUT SHAPED CAT ANYWAY. 

Arcade games. Sam doesn't approve of my voyagerism.  

They had a retro floor. 

We went to a maid cafe for lunch. If you're not familiar with the concept of maid cafes, they're establishments where the waitresses dress up in cutesy and borderline sexual maid outfits, and act overfamiliar and sort of infantile with customers. Apparently men lap that ship up. Photography was strictly forbidden (or more accurately, you had to pay for it), so there's no photos of our maid forcing us to do a special little song to make our food extra delicious. It was all pretty exhausting. And loud. But here's photos of our adorable lunch. 

Harajuku: 

Meji temple.

Bride. 

Wedding. 

Prayer plaques. 

Someone Finnish has been here!!

Praying for the well fare of B1A4, priorities. 

Crows, crows EVERYWHERE. Crows were the pigeons of Japan. 

Crepes, crepes, crepes. I had a crepe with a slice of chocolate cake inside, and whipped cream. Decadent as fuck. 

Tamagotchis, man. Remember them?!

Fan merch.

Thought of you, Lloyd. 

My mum's birthday is coming up, and since she works with babies, I thought she'd like this foetus handbag as a present. 

Some lolitas. 

This group of middle aged greasers meet at the park on Sundays to boogie like no one's watching. 

Fucking Americans..

DISNEYWORLD, MOTHERFUCKERS:

Great photo, good job me!

As George remarked: genuinely terrifying. 

True spirit of Disneyworld. 

Nailed it.

Had to wait for this lil bitch to finish.

If any of our friends are reading this, this is our reply to Lloyd sitting on the iron throne.

And that's all my publishable photos from Japan! I'm now back in Gyeongju and the loving arms of my own straight man. I returned to a cleaned apartment, watered plants, and nothing in the fridge but water and cheese. Ah <3.

Adventurer in Japan, part 4: Day trip to Kyoto

Everyone kept saying that if we're in Osaka, we should go and stop by Kyoto. Because apparently it's really beautiful and full of history and blah blah. Sensitive to peer pressure, we went. And ok fine, it was worth it. Things I knew about Kyoto before hand: It was the old capital of Japan before Tokyo, and Memoirs of a Geisha takes place there. Things I can now add to that list: The place is totally covered by temples, shrines and misc religious huts.

I really hope you people don't expect me to remember the names of these places. Because I don't. 

"This is not drinking water". CAN'T YOU READ, PIGEON?

This photo makes me laugh so much. Anarchist pigeon doesn't give a fuck about your religious beliefs, man. 

Shoes in a plastic bag "to avoid confusion". Yeah right, to avoid old ladies stealing my Nike Free Runs. 

Moving on, we visited this gorgeous traditional Japanese garden. It made me wonder how many virginities were sold here (This is a Memoirs of a Geisha reference).

This was a big ass butterfly. 

If any girls from work are reading this, know that there has been a significant drop in people stroking my ponytail since leaving work. 

"Don't look at the camera" I said, and this is what I got. What a nob. 

You can see a stain on my shorts from earlier when I dropped a piece of potato on them. 

If you look carefully, you can see herons in the background, in the pond!

We ran into an old Japanese couple and I asked if they would like me to take their photo for them, and they gladly accepted. Only, they then insisted on returning the favour. This ensued. 

The idea of there being just one infamous bee was really unnerving, although daily for my boyfriend (cute news: this is one of my nicknames). 

Another day, another dolla, another shrine. 

Another temple, this one was massive and had 1000 hand crafted deities inside. There was a strict no photography rule inside, and personel ran random camera checks to visitors to make sure no photos were taken of the saints. 

This shit was huge. We visited a shrine of good luck on the premises, and later I found a tenner in the bin at McDonalds. Coincidence? THINK NOT.