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Ok so as im writing this the ENTIRE front of my face is numb because im just a little tipsy...the last 6 hours have been a haze. Around 6pm or so a couple friends and I went to this boat party. The tickets only cost 2500 yen a person...which is roughly $22. Basically the name of this boat was "Drinking Line" (leave it to the Japanese to come up with great names like that) to give you a rough idea of what the point of this thing was. Basically, it was about a thousand people or so on a huge cruise liner taking a two hour trip down the bay and back...beer and other drinks were flowing like water the entire time. So you basically pay 2500 yen or so to get on this boat for a couple hours and drink all that you want, which is a pretty sweet deal. My friends and I (Ryan, Paul, Kurt and Kurt's friend Patrick) all got totally shitfaced and then continued to do some crazy things...or perhaps not so crazy for us but they were funnier cuz we were drunk. Ryan and I spent at least a half hour talking to these three Japanese girls...well ryan did more of the talking than me. For the most part i tried to watch and observe how ryan was socializing with them...it was really amazing to see how, despite the lack of knowledge of Japanese on both our parts it was completely possible to communicate with them using different types of body language or small knowledge of each others' languages. Pretty much any girl will talk to u as long as u ask her the right questions...and ryan was definitely doing that...in retrospect i realize that these questions were questions that kept the conversation moving...They got the girls to talk about themselves...in fact whenever ryan was talking there wasnt a single moment of deadpan silence.
So back to our drunken antics: 7pm to 9 we all got incredibly wasted. I know it probably sounds horrible to say this but Japanese guys are FUCKING crazy when they get drunk. The yacht had all these different floors of things to do and one of them was a dance floor...unlike dance floors int he US though where everyone dances on it or whatever; dance floors in Japan (or on this boat at least) were restricted to 5 girls and this cuban DJ who danced in little semi-kimonos....around the dance floor is what seems like police tape and just outside of the police tape are hundreds of Japanese guys who seem to be dancing along with the music but are really just jumping up and down with their hand in the air...it:s pretty weird...but "when in rome..."...so i pretty much joined the friggin crazy jumping hyper japanese guys...
This entire time while things were going CRAZY on the dance floor we pulled back into the port and all got off slowly...around this time we met this beautiful japanese-brazilian girl (a great mix!) who I couldn't take my eyes off of...she was gorgeous...Unfortunately she had a friend who was pretty wasted and couldn't seem to keep her hands off of ryan (this wasn't as bad as our last night in Panama, but if given the right environment this girl could probably have been just as crazy).
After the boat ride ended, the 5 attempted to drag our drunk asses towards and through the Tokyo subway system to a part of town called Ranpugi. Along the way we were walking in tandem with the incredible beautiful Japanese-brazilian girl (who's name i can't remember) and the crazy girl who was pretty much hanging onto ryan the entire time...well, to be fair ryan was her walking stick of choice but she'd hang onto any guy who offered his arm, shoulder, leg etc.....
About １０ minutes later we somehow (led by Kurt and Patrick) ended up in the Rapungi district of town. This place is chock full of happening bars and places to chill including the manga cafe where i am writing this blog entry. While walking down the streets in Rapungi, though, it is impossible to walk without being solicited by african guys working as promoters for certain strip clubs. Not to trying to get us to go to their respective "gentlemen:s clubs"...Rapungi...we stumbled through Rapungi for a bit, lost 2 of our companions (so we thought, but they really just went home) and then somehow ended up at this Turkish restaurant where we were so drunk\shocked that we spent the most money (7000-something yen) on a meal that shouldn:t have cost more than 30 bucks in the US...and i ended up paying for it...of course...
Most of this night, has actually been a blur after the boat i have absolutley no idea how we still ended up going through one of the busiest and most happening parts of the city...the entire time i was putting my hand in my pocket and clutching my wallet hard...but not because im naturally paranoid, but rather because someone told me tooo...
the things u do when drunk
Anyway...the drunkeness is winding down a bit now. If you can:t tell ive actually written this email over a 2 hr period so the first part i wrote while drunk while this part ive actually sobered up.
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