Following our recent trends, we woke up late. Half of us eager to go to today’s location were pushing the other half to get ready. But knowing they’d take 19 Millenia, I decided to go get some breakfast. The obvious choice was the 2 for 100 yen churros…. 3 packets of them… along with a salad to balance out my complete lack of vitamins causing my skin to dry up. I got back and finished it all JUST in time before we all got going.  We all boarded the metro and headed to some business looking area which was so open and beautiful. It looked like what the Melbourne CBD wanted to look like. We walked for a while, including on a bridge which we found out, only at the very end of it, that it was still under construction. When we finished walking we arrived at a a few big buildings around a garden and some little stores. 

Excited to go up Umeda sky tower everyone rushed up a few stories to get some tickets. Neglecting my earlier warnings of a seemingly enormous queue up ahead, they were disappointed to see a line of people worth 20 minutes along with a $20 admission fee. Everyone decided their time was better spent on the basement level of the general complex eating curry. Despite my reasoning that our spending money should be for things like experiencing cool activities like the sky tower instead of clothes, I wasn’t amble to convince everyone to come up. After some more reasoning with Harry outside while the the others ate curry, I was able to sway him to go up the tower, and we eventually convinced beanie to come with us, in spite of his dwindling budget. 

We three joined the queue and waited for 20 minutes. We discovered that going up the dedicated elevator and escalator themselves was actually free, and only the sky deck on the top floor had a charge, meaning the others could’ve come up at least part of the way. After waiting ages for the elevator, we were first out and onto the top floor, meaning the famous floating escalator was empty, giving me this shot

Once we reached the roof, the suicide jokes were flying around faster than the wind and we took in the view. It was cloudy at first but then got way more sunny and beautiful after some minutes. We leaned on a rail on one side for a while and pointed out how many helipads were on the surrounding buildings. We eventually got our bearings and headed back down, after waiting for another 20 minute queue for the elevator….

After spending 20 minutes waiting for beanie to take a “piss” we got the train back to the area our hotel was at. Still keen on a haircut, I searched my maps for a place I could go. After awkwardly wrecking my way through a social interaction with someone who speaks not a lick of English, I discovered the price was $88 for a hair cut and I swiftly backed out of the store front. Still searching I found a place called LIM which seemed much more in touch with reality in terms of pricing. The whole place was very interesting. It seemed to be maybe an old warehouse or factory. There were people behind the front desk brewing potions of hair dye in what I imagine Walter whites interpretation of a drug lab sweatshop would look like. With very poor communication skills, I asked for prices was sat down. They took my jacket in a locker and sad me down. 

A few minutes later a young guy who spoke a little English came and guided me to a seat where I would then meet my stylist. They were very professional and kind, and it was Aparently very obvious that I was the most foreign object in Japan since the Second World War since they sent me seemingly the only English speaking stylist in the building. In spite of my previous few sentences I was both extremely greatful that they were able to speak English for me, and embarrassed I couldn’t reciprocate the respect by speaking their language. The stylist played with my hair for a while and send me to get my hair washed. It was the same guy who sat me down earlier and we attempted conversation with each other and he was very nice. I then sat down and asked the stylist to do whatever he thought would look best. Interestingly he worked primarily with a big razor blade and his fingers rather than scissors which I thought was super cool. He worked away for a while and in asked him some questions about Japan. Once he was done he sent me to get my hair washed again for some reason…. I was a little confused coz I had done it the night before aswell but oh well, he’s the expert. I went to the front desk to pay and was then escorted to the elevator by my stylist. I was super satisfied as I exited and went back to make dinner for the others. 

Looking at the price of the steak there, beanie and I decided to switch from a steak and rice dinner to a curry dinner. Getting home I made everyone put up with my old person music as I thought it would be the perfect atmosphere for cooking. I felt triumphant as the rap loving beanie asked to move the speaker between the two rooms so he could hear better. Given how many people we were cooking for we had to cook two seperate curries in two kitchens which was just as troublesome as it sounds. Hours and hour later dinner was ready and the overcooked potatoes that had become a part of the curry sauce had become distastefully obvious. I went to sleep after a sweet face time call with my beloved darling Natalie. 

Having gotten to bed at at approx 2-230 in the morning the night before we relished in relaxation as we slept in till about 11. Following a quick raid of our favourite local super market, Aeon, we went shopping for some more trinkets and joys. We walked for a little while and found ourselves down one of those shopping centre sorta streets. The ones with all the store fronts facing the alley out in the open, but still with a built roof top kind of thing. Beanie had a place in mind from a reel he had seen, as the reel promised great clothes at cheap prices. Unfortunately it turns out that the store from the video was a chain and so google maps led us to a different place.

Luckily for me however, I noticed they sold vinyls. Remembering that my beautiful sexy sweet perfect girlfriend had bought me a record player I realised I could start a vinyl collection. Naturally I went straight to the jazz section to look for my idol and surprisingly found him almost instantly, which gave me hope I’d find some more, however it seemed I got the last Sinatra vinyl in the whole store. Picking up a Nat king Cole record, and some others things, I went to the counter and happily left the store with my purchase. We all then moved onto a cheap clothing store which I wasn’t initially too interested in, until I was recommended some cargo pants. I didn’t think I’d like it and I couldn’t really be bothered taking off my shoes and pants and waiting in this outrageously crowded store, but I tried them and honestly I fell in love. They’re were stylish and practical. Deciding not to wait 15 minutes in the tax free queue at the checkouts I copped the extra 10% charge and ended up having to wait for the others regardless. 

Waiting outside was unenjoyable to say the least as there was a constant smell of cigarette smoke, but the others didn’t take too much longer, and we went onto another place that Linus spotted online. This op shop was more like a warehouse, it was huge, and the clothing was actually appropriately priced for one. Much to my dads disappointment no don’t, we spent hours in there finding cool, wacky, and random items to try and laugh at. Frustratingly, just about every single thing I wanted and that looked cool was too small except for these badass purple pants which were $90 (which there was no chance I was paying for). Others will say it was a sign from god but fuck you all I think purple is an awesome colour and is underrated and underused in clothing. After finding the coolest jacket in the world for beanie, we tried to leave without Toby and Harry finding out there was a Pokémon card section

Leaving for home, Harry wanted to stop off where we were earlier to get some clothes he wanted, and we made dinner which the first night was chicken katsu. Despite taking hours to reach our tables as we only had a small rice cooker between 9 people, the food was fucking delicious. You know what wasn’t fucking delicious? The state of the fucking kitchen. Needless to say a slight scolding was given to those who cooked as I cleaned up. We then watched even more jjk till too early o’clock in the morning and went to bed. 

Once more we had to be up early for a train ride. Once more the group wasn’t too good at this, however the incentive of an additional price incurred for not checking out before 10 was good enough encouragement for most. We got on our way and it decided to rain while some other got some food for the trip. Boarding the train and just generally being more organised has become much better and more efficient recently with every successive time doing it, and before we knew it we had arrived in Hiroshima. The train station at least was very modern and subverted my expectations quite a bit. It’s easy to think of Hiroshima as nothing more than an old historical place that holds a story of a bombing rather than a regular functioning city with over a million occupants. 

Before going anywhere, our group whose collective addictive personalities could see them collecting limited edition pet rocks went into a Pokémon store, while I directed beanie’s attention to a cool looking bakery. Holy. Fucking. Shit. This was the best pastry I had ever consumed in my entire life. I got a mozzarella and presto mini pizza thingy, and an apple pie and I was in bliss. I can’t even begin to describe it, other than really really quite not bad at all. The others had some and we went to check into our hotel which was only a few meters away. Once again, stepping into this place was shocking! The roof was probably 4 stories above us, there was a fountain coming down marble stairs. I shuddered to imagine how I’d pay back my parents for this hotel alone. 

We checked in our luggage before going beanie led us down the scenic route towards peace park, where we saw the remanence of the building at the epicentre of the nuclear blast. It was amazing to see it standing and also shocking. We all sat down by the river and admired the beauty of the area before going to visit the main museum itself. I’m by no stretch of the imagination a fan of museums and reading, but this was an eye opening and important experience. A story of a girl who was born after the bomb who developed leukaemia and died at the age of I think 12 brought a tear to my eye. After our time at the museum we took a tram back to our hotel. They were similar to trams back home, although conveniently these ones took cash. 

We went to dinner at a strange place. We took an elevator up to the 6th floor of a dodgy looking building. The entire floor was filled with 10s of the exact same type of restaurant. They were like the ones where they have the grill and cook and entertain people, but finding a seat was difficult as they were almost all booked out. We eventually ended up at one run by a Japanese lady who spoke good English with an American accent. All the food was like a crepe with noodles on top and some other toppings on top. I had one with burnt cheese and it was good, although it did come with some egg. I decided to try some, and wasn’t a fan, but I still ate most of the food which was quite yummy. Jason and Linus convinced her that I was an excellent singer and tried to get me to sing at the table, but ironically I’m not confident at singing in smaller crowds. 

We then left, Harry Toby beanie and I went to another lawsons and got some more food and then went to watch some jjk. It’s a difficult show to watch when you’re tired because the subtitles are all that keep you on track with what’s happening, and it’s difficult to keep up when you’re eyes are half closed. 

830. That was the time that we had ALL agreed upon to wake up to head to the castle whose name I’ve forgotten. So 3 hours later… with no sign of life from the others, angrily Harry Toby Beanie and I decided to leave for the train at 1130 without the others. The JR passes came in handy. Because the impressive 51km in 30 minute trip, would have been $20…. So it was nice to be able to just get on a train with no worries. Ironically there were worries, as the one train we got on in a rush said over the PA that it was not covered by the JR passes. We never jumped off a train quicker in our lives, and it took off only a few moments later. We eventually arrived at our destination. 

From the base, the castle was imposing and impressive. What I love about old Japanese buildings, and even new ones is that they all have very beautiful gardens all around, and this place was by no means an exception. Before going into the main place we did a little exploring of the surrounding shrine area thingy, and we tried to keep Harry and Toby from investigating yet another fucking Pokémon store. As we walked up to the main castle, we spotted a redbull stunt being set up, however we were much too early to see what it would’ve been, so we continued into the castle. 

From my experience I Europe I had expected the place to be mostly preserved with some cool artefacts dotted around, however I was surprised upon entering to see that that whole place had been retrofitted into a museum sort of thing. I’ll admit that I’ve never been a big fan of museums and probably didn’t get as much out the experience as I could have. There were some cool interactive things like a quiz that I was dogshit at and a bow and arrow kinda thing that beanie and Toby played. At the top floor was a little cafe with obviously a great view. I ordered an Ice cream float because I felt guilty about sitting at a table without paying them for something. Everyone was once again pretty tired, so most people had dinner and went to bed. 

The drunkards went to have drinks with a guy staying in our room at the hostel, and came back quite late. I was silly enough to stay up and talk to them instead of getting ready for the early start then next morning 

I didn’t know it at the time, but anal city was a shopping centre, as I mentioned earlier. We walked back there as a group in the morning….. eventually. The aesthetic of the place was very cool. Nick will get this, but it was giving off bioshock vibes, but more modern rather than 70’s America. The whole trip I have been searching for a belt that cost less than at least $40 which seems to be the status quo for some reason, and I finally found one for $10. I’m very happy to actually wear my pants like a normal human being instead of wearing them like an ill mannered rapper from the 2000’s. We all split up at some point and explored a little bit. To no avail I searched for gifts for my loved ones back home, and I’m getting more concerned and worried about what to bring home for people. I then proceeded to take a giant shit for 20 minutes. It was particularly difficult because this toilet seemed to have achieved a level of sentience that surpasses the other sentient shitters in Japan. I’ll leave out the details but it was frustrating having to fight it. 

We regrouped and there was a group of little kids, or rather groups of little kids performing dances to music in the main plaza. They were all pretty good, but honestly they have nothing on prime Natalie hui, then again that’s a given. A brief intermission saw a water show to accompany that one song from phantom of the opera that everyone knows, which was actually really cool. It’s a shame that immediately afterwards the mood was completely shattered by possibly the worst “rapper” I’ve ever heard, who somehow managed to fuck up using auto tune. I know computers historically are much smarter and faster than people, but this guy honestly might have been the first person ever to outsmart the machines, because frankly it had no idea what the actual fuck to do to his voice. I regret not recording it, but honestly it was for the better. After some time, us white folk wanted to see the castle, which was also on the agenda for the day, however the rest wanted to keep shopping, so we left to see the sights. After a 30 minute walk in leather school shoes that I thought would look cool and not have any physical drawbacks whatsoever… we arrived at the park. It was pretty cool but nothing we hadn’t seen before. We took some time to rest or a little plateau overlooking the city, before going to explore the castle.

Beanie was getting agitated at my sudden decision to take like 100 of the greatest photos of all time that were totally way too good for anyone to comprehend, and I mocked him saying that the castle wouldn’t fly away in the 5 minutes I was taking to take some photos. Little did I know my arrogance would get the best of me and I’d be eating my words, because when we reached the top of the hill, it was evident that, in fact, the castle had indeed flown away. Grappling with this gutting information, we continued walking for a while to lake with a little island in the middle. There was a tiny tiny man made river thingy alongside a footpath in which lots of tortured looking koi fish were swimming, so I got some photos of them, aswell as the lake and location as a whole. 

We met up with the others, and they got the train back, which I instantly joined them for given my current foot situation.  We got back and we discussed plans, as we were meant to get a river cruise a bit later at night, however people were feeling too tired. Linus Peter Mike Jason and I all went to get some ramen from a local place, and irritatingly they were lit of chicken ramen, so I tried some pork. Sorry mum and Nat but I still hate it. I’m sure it was cooked alright but I just am not a fan. Afterwards, Linus beanie and simon wanted to see more of the city, like Toby beanie and I did the night before, so we took them the to place where they got the hot chocolate. Unfortunately the market was closed so we went and did some more exploring and found a very cool looking vintage store with both some very cool and very questionable clothing. Ultimately we decided to go home and hit the hay 

Day 9 began in the morning, like most days do. Today we were headed to Fukuoka, but on a much more relaxed schedule. The train rides were only a total of 4 hours and so we were able to get up later and get to the train station with more sleep. For breakfast we went into our beloved lawsons and got some pastries and I saw a hatsune miku branded yogurt.. they just be doing stuff in Japan for the sake of it guess. We boarded one of our trains and before we departed I almost screwed our whole schedule. The station we needed to get off at was called something I can’t remember, so we’re gonna call it fingertinglypingly chan station just for example. When I saw that we were pulling up to fingertinglypingly station 5 minutes early, I thought the train was just early. Turns out fingertinglypingly station, and fingertinglypingly chan station are two distinct stations that are only 3 minutes apart. Long story short we almost didn’t get back on in time and i almost single handed ruined the whole day. 

We finally got off the train onto a smaller and slower train which had a very beautiful coastal view out the window. 

As we walked out from the station, it was hard not to make fun of the canal city shopping centre, as the writing was written on a door, which was partially blocked by the wall it was insetting… making it look like anal city…

We eventually found our hotel/hostel thingy, and it was we were all shocked because it look like it had been REALLLLLLY expensive to book, however that feeling of cautious excitement was short lived when we got to our room thingies, and we found out it was a weird hostel thingy. 

The beds were thick, as wide as a queen mattress, and had really good pillow, and the weirdest part, was that the bed could lay flat or rise up like a sofa using an iPod touch of all things. Just like our excitement of the hotel initially however, the excitement of our new bed was short lived. I discovered that my bag was too big to fit in the designated spot under my bed, so it had to occupy the small 1 by 0.2 meter rectangular space infront of the bed, which was just BARELY enough space to get changed without the bag there. Adding to my annoyance was the 31° room which couldn’t be adjusted as it was shared between 32 other people. The age of the iPod meant it took about 5 seconds to turn on, and the fan, which was also controlled by the iPod did nothing but blow more hot air on me. To top it all off, the bathrooms were all dimly lit and smelled pretty horrible. The sinks were all sensor operated and only spewed hot water which made cleaning my retainers, or anything for the matter a big challenge. Finally, suffering from success, I was too tall to fit into the bed and so my feet had to dangle out into the public hall way, where I could do nothing but hope John ticklefeet didn’t spawn in and tickle my feet

The bed was pretty comfortable though. 

Before going to bed, beanie Toby and I went for a little walk around the city to explore and see what was going on. It would be an understatement to mention that Christmas is all the fashion in Japan, and we visited lots of Christmas/octoberfest themed sights and markets. Determined for a souvenir to take home, Toby and beanie leaped at the hot chocolate served in Christmas themed mugs. By this point my feet were cooked and I asked to go back to the hostel for some rest. 

Grateful to sleep in once more, due to our realisation that we couldn’t see any of the things we wanted to in Miyazaki, I got ready and met Linus and beanie downstairs outside of lawsons once more. I was distraught when the entire group decided to follow me op shopping, as honestly I was trying to gate keep it so no one would buy the cool clothes before me. Luckily, or unluckily the first place we went to was selling clothes for the low low price of all of our collective kidneys. Engulfed in their phones anyways, Peter Mike and jason went back to the hotel and the rest of us went onwards. 

As we walked to the next op shop, I suggested we go to an old antique shop run just in the front of a nice old lady’s house. She was very nice and gave us mandarins. She got in very well with Linus given his slight understanding of Japanese and as we bought things, she made us all play rock paper scissors to win free things. Toby and Linus felt guilty buying things from her as she was selling her goods for criminally low prices which made me think they might be cursed. Moving on, we split up as Mr Harry “poor spending habits” quirk and Mr Toby “shiny card addict” richman and the others wanted to check out the Pokémon card store. 

Leaving just Linus beanie and I we walked onwards to more op shops and we were disappointed as everyone we stumbled across was just more of the same overpriced junk. I stumbled across a store I don’t know how to describe other than a ‘stylish trinket store’ where I found some cool wallets that I liked. The clerk was very friendly and cool, he spoke a little English which made communication and jokes a possibility. Pondering the price, I left to decide whether my disintegrating 13 year old wallet need replacing or not, as we went and got some crepes. 

Walking further we made a stop at mister donut for I’m sure you can guess what, where Linus got a Pikachu shaped you can guess what. We then made our way back to this strange little op shop on the second floor of this building, where everything was just as overpriced as the others, but I felt paying full price for what was an almost new shirt wasn’t the end of the world since shirts aren’t usually super expensive new. I had been looking for a purple shirt for the longest time as it’s one of my favourite colours and the lavender shirt, although quite enormous on me looked quite good when tucked in. I purchased it and then went back for the wallet which I decided was worth it in the end. The leather was new and didn’t want to stretch so I wasn’t sure at first, but as I used it and stretched it a bit more, I ended up being quite satisfied with my purchase. 
we walked back to the hotel, but before going to rest, we visited a ‘shrine’ ontop of a shopping centre which had the most beautiful view

Somehow once we got back to the hotel, after what feels like years of Harry trying to get me to watch JJK I finally watched it. Maybe it was because everyone was watching it in my room, and my choices were to watch or enjoy the cold lonesome streets on my own. Although super confusing it was actually really good and we were up till about 1 watching it. 

Recovering from that reel from Harry and beanie yesterday, we all woke up at a much more relaxed 9 o’clock. Meeting downstairs we all got breakfast at lawsons as it was built into the building our hotel was in. We then boarded a train (yes I know) which looked like it belonged in the 1920’s and I got this majestic photo of beanie.

We were headed to Aoshima to the supposed cat island. Completely devoid of cats, the island was quite small yet pretty with strange rock formations in the water that got too slippery for an idiot with a camera to safely traverse. It didn’t stop him. There was a small little market thingy at the front of a shrine, and I saw something that reminded me of the gorgeous and enchanting Natalie hui, hence I had to purchase it. However mine pockets had been run and I was left with mere pence in place of my earlier fortune. The item was by no means expensive, but it defiantly wasn’t worth what I paid for it. The most observation might JUST be able to tell I’m not too happy about it. None the less we walked around the rest of the island, making sure to get my feet soaked in as much water as humanly possible until my shoes are reflectively white from salination. 

Spotting the first burger store in all of Japan, Harry made haste to order his taste of home, so beanie Toby and I joined him. It was a strange place. The man running the store made the strange choice to take individual orders, and complete them before taking the next order, as a result beanie and Harry had finished before I had even ordered, but that’s life I suppose. We thought we had ordered chips with our lunch and while beanie thought he’d stick around for them, I decided to leave with Toby to the next place down the road selling shaved ice cream and stuff. Giving up on his hopes of the chips he wanted, beanie and Harry joined us and we wondered down to the beach where Toby enjoyed shaved ice cream half the size of his head. After playing with a stick for a while we made our way back to the train to head back, but were confused about how to board the platform. To get to platform 2 which was between a fence and a rail, you had to walk ontop of the the tracks and sort of hope a train wasn’t hurling towards you at Mach fuck. We made it back to the hotel and we relaxed for a little before heading to the buffet that Linus had booked us for my birthday. 

We had to jog part of the distance because we were running late, not just because we were stereotypical fat fucks eager to eat, even though we were. We arrived and once again were segregated by race across two tables. The beginning was calm, before Toby decided to order the most random shit like liver and heart. Concerned that the delivery of normal human being food to our table was slowing, due to Toby’s random ass orders, the other 3 of us began a nights long slander against him. Adding to Harry’s frustration, it seemed that the other tabled orders were getting delivered every minute, while we were waiting for ages for our 15 orders of meat to arrive. The real chaos ensued when beanie, the fool, surprised us all with EIGHT BOWLS OF RICE. This was important later because there was an e tea charge for uneaten food, which to Harry and I especially wasn’t a threat until this moment. Tears of laughter erupted on the table as I stole beanies food before he could even finish saying that he might be getting full, and the manager came out to tell us we couldn’t order any more food, much to Toby’s relief as he felt guilty about the rest of us trying to run them into the ground for being foolish enough to let 4 fat white boys into a beef buffet. As we were getting ready to head off. Fear ran through all ours veins as beanie was beginning to admit defeat during his 5th bowl of rice, which he triumphantly worked through in order to redeem himself. 

Day 6 funnily enough began at 6 in the morning. We needed to be checked out by 630 to get to the train station which was a train ride away. We spent some time getting to the JR lines, which are sectioned off, but still apart of most public train stations. We saw our first bullet train arrive, before boarding one ourselves a few minutes later. The train was very quiet, stable and smooth, and most importantly fast. 

This day was genuinely uneventful…. The most interesting thing that happened was that the train stations have lines on the ground that tell you exactly where the doors to each cabin would be, as the trains pull up to the same spot every time. I thought that was cool. 

There was a total of 9 hours on the trains, across 14 hours of total travel across 4 different trains. Most of the time was spent either sleeping, scrolling reels and or listening to music, with the exception of the last train ride which was tarnished by a text conversation with a certain slimy spherical bitch back in Aus who’s name rhymes with ‘fatfuckwhostoobigtofitdownawidealley’

We dismounted the train and much to my delight the train station was less than 100 meters from the front entrance. We checked in and it was a nice feeling to share a room with one of my friends rather than 24 random strangers. We settled in and went out for dinner at the train station. At a nice beef place. I ordered a hot pot kinda think where I cooked my food and it was cool an all, however I was partially envious of the everyone else who ordered something more filling looking. 

As beanie rushed off to the hotel to deal with the damage his curry was dealing to him, the rest of us got some snacks and dessert at Lawsons. I took some time in reception away from everyone else so I could talk on call with my baby for the first time and it was by far the highlight of my day. We then went back to Harry’s and my room to chill for a while. The moment the clock struck 12 beanie and Harry simultaneously sent me quite a disturbing Instagram reel which was apparently meant to congratulate me for my birthday…. It was definitely time for some sleep

Day 5 began like the others. It was an early morning and we all met up before taking the train once again to shibuya to get our JR passes, it was mostly uneventful except for a few extra steps in the wrong direction as we all looked for the ticket office. We were early so we beat the crowds and got the tickets fairly quickly. We then made our way to the main section of shibuya. I’ll preface now that I didn’t get any photos of this day, as it was pretty laid back and un eventful. A bit more familiar with Tokyo now, we quickly found our way to 109 tower were we were going to meet some school friends who were also visiting. Some time passes and along come Felicia and Aarna. Our interaction was brief before we all formed groups that split up. Eager to get some Pokémon cards, most of the group went on, leaving just beanie, Felicia and I to go op shopping. 

In our previous shopping experience in Tokyo, we discovered that thrifting is more of a style than cheep clothing outlet, and so prices were high. In our last adventure we found this amazing place that sold really cool clothing for prices we had come to expect from back home. It was out of the main area and so our logic was that if we went walking out of the city centre, we’d find some cheaper clothing. Long story short, we spent the next 4 hour walking around, visiting op shop and op shop with no success. With sore feet, Felicia wanted a break, and Beanie wanted some food, however now in a familiar looking place, I suggested we keep walking just a little further. We sat at a bench and had some sushi triangle thingies and just talked for a while, before moving on to my beloved thrift store which was just up the road. 

I loved that place. The young lady with great music taste was always super nice, and the 3 of us spent hours looking at, and trying on different clothes. Beanie made some very cool clothing suggestions handing me clothes which I was very interested in, but was unfortunately too white and large for. Felicia made some suggestions which…. Where definitely interesting too…. Her interests seemed to be more fixated on much more comfortable, and publicly indecent night wear, such as a night gown befitting of Norma Desmond. 

Both unable to, or unwilling to take on either recommended articles of clothing from my accomplices, I decided to purchase what I thought was a very stylish red button up shirt, while beanie got some nice jeans. Noticing our satisfaction, the store clerk pulled out a digital camera, perhaps to display for social media or something. 

We all decided to meet up with the other, however Harry and Toby had gone home by this point. The others thought they’d do the same, until they were persuaded by mine and Felicia’s extremely eager suggestion of karaoke. While we waited for them we went exploring the local area for a karaoke location. 

We all finally met up and put our “skills” to the test and while Felicia and Peter were about to crawl out of their skin at the prospect of singing some random ass Japanese songs no one has ever heard in their lives, the other seemed captivated by the promise of “free drinks” which ironically came with a much more expensive karaoke package. 

After finishing up, we payed and headed outside, and a glance at Felicia holding Peter made me realise just how much I was missing my beautiful girlfriend back home. From there we took the train back and the rest of the night was fairly laid back. We all got food from the family mart and found Harry and Toby with their blanket of Pokémon cards thick enough to cover the entirety of the two tables they were occupying. 

yeah all the photos for this post are kinda random I didn’t get many…