Tackshi wa takai desu.

So last night I learned the most important word in all of the Japanese language, and that word is Nomihodai. Translated to English it means all you can drink. Practically it means you can go to a restaurant drop thirty bucks and get nonstop pitchers of awesome exotic drinks or just common place beer and very delicious Japanese style beer food. This isn't just peanuts and pretzels its more like salmon sashimi and tonkatsu. Suffice it to say I got very drunk very fast on the best tasting alcohol I have ever had ranging from what tasted like grapefruit juice with a radioactive blue color to oolong and green tea mixture to smooth beer. After our two hours were up half of the people I went with went home and the other half which was still about 10-15 people found another bar around the corner. I enjoyed a gurasu beeru while listening to the bartender/DJ spin some of my favorite hip hop it was awesome to here J5, Arrested Development and the Fugees in a little bar in Tsudanama. Well after the gurasu beeru I was feeling a bit woozy and it was starting to get to that time the trains stop running so I departed my company and set off the train station down the block. I got there only to realize that I was at the nishi tsudanam station not the keisei tsudanama station. Now this probably means nothing to most people but to me it meant I had no idea of how to get back, fortunately I met a nice business man on his way home from work who helped me figure out a new route. I decided to take the JR to Inage where I know the bus line pretty well instead of navigating my way back to my normal stop katsudai. Well with this guys help I was able to get on the right train and after talking to him for a little bit I found out he has been an engineer for IBM for 35 years. I told him my name and he told me his but he followed it up with a small smirk adding, "small chance we probably meet again." I nodded and replied back that its a small world and even if we never meet again it was good to meet him then. Very bizarre interaction specially since I was so trashed I could only barely comprehend what was going on. Fortunately I got to my station okay unfortunately when I walked to my bus stop I realized I had missed the last bus. I could not walk home, not knowing the way at all, so I was stuck with one option. The taxi ride was very pleasant, the driver automatically had the door open when I walked up to it and he found my house very easily after I had given him the address. I had to drop a bit more then 2000 yen for the ride totaling the evenings expenses to around $50, but thinking about it it was completely worth it. Later today I am off to Shinjuku to see the buildings with my host family and run and errand, as unexciting as it sounds my heart is still beating out of my chest just thinking of all that I have still to do and see, and the many many more nights at the nomihodais and the other various spots I have yet to learn about. Next post I will talk about the sweetest thing I have ever owned, my new cell phone.

Carry Riesu

Well I am posting from the IES center in Makuhari New City, home of a techno garden. I have to write from here or the computer lab at school because the computer at my host families house, although it has a broadband connection, has a crappy celeron processor and only 64mb of ram so it cant open anything. Long way of saying I wont have any pictures for a while, there are a lot of good ones coming though. Last night I tried Bikkle, its good stuff tastes a lot like an orange bang from Orange Julius but with no ice, only syrup. The inevitable also finally happened last night I hit my head so many times on the entrance to my room I actually ripped open my head.
One Way Japan far exceeds the US: I was watching Joeru (I think) which is the Barney equivalent here in Japan, with my host sister, and instead of teaching stupid crap like the abc`s or something just as useless he was teaching little kids how to be Shinobi. It was a man dressed in a big cat suit which was dressed in a ninja suit. It sang songs about how to hide things in hidden compartments in your house and how to have secret escape paths behind wall hanging, that way when rival ninja`s come after you, you can hide your goods and escape real fast. I feel as if I have had such a deprived childhood.

Trip Report

Well its post number 2, I really think this one will be the best one yet. For starters it is being written in Japan. Fuck yeah. I flew over here on a plane covered in pokemon and I am writing this from an internet cafe which only consists of computers and patio furniture. The plane ride wasn't bad it went by fairly fast thanks to the fact there were lots of movies and each seat had its own little monitor you could watch on or play games. One of the movies that played was a Japanese movie called "Quills." It's a movie about a girls stubborn father who is blind but is training to have a seeing eye dog. After trials and tribulations the man and the dog grow close. The man starts to get sick with diabetes and the dog stays at his side before being taken back to the training center. The man soon dies, and the dog pays his respect. Ultimately the family takes care of the dog for its last year of life. When the dog dies of old age it dies with the family crying at his side mourning the death of a family member. This movie made me really emotional by the end of the movie I could barely take it. Also I am a massive tool. Also just a note Everybody loves Raymond is called "Hey, Raymond!" in Japan. Hopefully I will have my computer set up by next post and I will get some pictures up.

The page actually has content.

Well after screwing around for a good while trying to find a decent publishing program, which is compltely brain dead easy, I have decided to return to my first intuition and joined the herd of people who use blogger. If I have time to train myself using dreamweaver or moveable type or something I may switch to that but for now I have only 20 hours until I am in tokyo, so I am going with what I can get off the ground now.