A review of the past 6 weeks – badly needed, huh?

So it’s been a while again, but I haven’t been around much lately – at least not travelling. Work has been tiring and time-killing, so after work i just want to get home and spend my time relaxing at home, though it rarely actually comes that. The weekends I mostly spend with my friends on izakaya or cleaning my room (as crazy as it sounds).
Let’s start with the first weekend of february.

Since I live in a sharehouse, we have some furniture standing outside of our house and the some of the stuff I had (or still have) in my room was quite crappy and useless, so I decided to ask Agustin for help to move a mirror on a small table and a small wardrobe upstairs to my room. We placed the things in my room and went downstairs to have some fun time in front of the TV, going to shower just half an hour later, because I had to get ready for the meeting with Keigo and Aurelian. Getting ready, I left the house at 6pm and took the subway to Ginza and continuing from there to Minamisenju, located in north-east Tokyo. It took me a full hour to get there, but finally there I greeted the boys and went to a bar nearby, which sadly was already full so we searched for another bar. barely 2minutes later we found one, where we had a bear, steak and fries for dinner, though after one hour we decided to go back to the other bar, because Aurelian still had some business with the owner. The rest of the evening we had hot and cold sake, and various dishes for example, karasumi (fisheggs and redish), some tempura and fishtesticles. The last one surprised me, since eating genitals isn’t one of my fortes, but the tasted really good, though they were very… creamy. The boys made fun of it the whole night, yet it ended quite early. We left there around 22:40 and I took the train home. Arriving home I just relaxed for some time and went to bed. The next day was a sunday so I stayed in.

The following week was pure work, because my company got a new delivery of 155 devices the friday before and I had to label them new, put in japanese manuals and test them. Of course I also had my englishlessons, which are already showing some progress as my students are talking a lot to me and even our little newby has started to be more relaxed around me.
The thursday that week Agustin spontaneously asked me if I wanted to go out with him to some place in Asagaya and I went with the flow and said yes. We ended up in a tappas bar, had some snacks, a beer each and a very intense and interesting talk, in the end staying out for 3 whole hours.

Friday I stayed in for the night, organizing my room again and finishing some left over stuff.
Saturday I planned on staying in, too, to further organize my room and so on, but Koh asked me out, since we hadn’t talked for a while and of course I couldn’t decline such offer. Luckily I had to pick our place, Shin Okubo it was. I thought some korean food would do us good, even though it was my first time actually eating it, and now that I’ve tried it, I’m so completely whipped, it was just sooo delicious and spicy! We met up at 19:30 and went around to look for a decent looking place with some spicy food and only half an hour later we found one that wasn’t filled to the brim. First we ordered something to drink and later on our food. When all our food had arrived, there seriously was no more space left on our table, all the space was taken by a huge bowl of spicy Bulgogi, then we had some bowl of Bulgogi Bibimbap and another bowl of white soup. Aside from that we got 5 smaller sidedishes and a seaweed soup (tasting more like saltwater than anything else, but it tasted good). The first 1,5 hours we were mainly just talking, barely eating except for maybe some piece of the sidedish or the bibimbap, but it was so interesting to talk to Koh that moment, though, when we got to the food, I really couldn’t stop eating, first when we stood up from the table, most of the food empty, could I grab the last piece of salad and stop eating after that. The night was still young and Koh really enjoyed my company so he asked me if I wanted a drink. On our search to find a restaurant we came across this bar called ‘korean boys’ and we thought it sounded funny, so when he asked for a drink we decided to go there. The bar itself was only filled by female costumers, the TV playing Kpop-videos all night long and the three bartenders were handsome korean boys. Koh was the only male costumer and I was the only white girl in that bar (additionally behaving a little crazy due to all the kpop haha), but then that one bartender came to us and asked us for our drinks. I ordered and ‘Orgasm’ (we laughed our asses off, the both of us really couldn’t stop laughing about it the whole night, obvious why, isn’t it?). I loved it, it was so sweet and milky, yummy! Suddenly our bartender started talking to us in english and I could’ve melted right away, his british accent. Never had it been this sexy. (haha) It somehow turned out that we stayed all night until closingtime at 5am, drinking and talking and laughing and singing. We really had a great time, but it really was time to go home, we both were very tired. Taking the long journey to the station, we waited for the train to bring us to Shinjuku where we parted ways, saying our ‘goodbye’s and ‘thank you’s, before each going to our respective trains. Coming home I brushed my teeth and went to bed. The following day was spent quietly.

An exhausting week of work followed after, barely leaving anytime to sick back and relax. Though, time flies by in a rush and before I could realize it was already friday again and I found myself at gamuso, like every so often. I never really go there to get drunk or party, but rather to enjoy a drink or two over several hours and the conversations that come along with it. Normally there’s always at least one I could talk to for hours – and that is actually always the case. Sadly, I couldn’t stay for too long before retreating home at 3o’clock – I had a date the following afternoon.

Saturday I got ready, dressed up a bit and got on the train, my journey that day taking me to the lovely city Yokohama. Some weeks earlier I had met a guy and he offered me to show me around Yokohama so we did just that, taking a little walk around, buying a coffee and doing some window-shopping. Slowly it grew dark and we got hungry so we moved towards the restaurant street in Yokohama, picking a japanese-korean yakiniku restaurant. (Yakiniku is raw meat served, which you stake yourself on an instabled grill in the table, lot’s of fun I tell you!) Another specialty, and my first time using, were the metalchopsticks, which are usually used in Korea. It grew late and I had to catch the last train after having an awesome and eventful day in Yokohama, definitely worth a visit!

Sunday morning I got up early to take a tour to Harajuku, for I heard that Simon and Martina (Eat Your Kimchi, a K-pop related vlog) were suppossed to be there. When I reached there I wandered the streets, saw new small shops, the high class shops of gucci and the likes along the streets down to Omotesando, but I really couldn’t find these two. So in the end I left Harajuku after 2hours without accomplishing my goal and went home again for a nap, though that nap never happened. In the evening I had an appointment with a girl I had met the weekend before. She is korean, her name Seon Ok and she had invited me join her for worship service with african food and stuff earlier that day, but I had skipped in favor of meeting my two idols. But I had promised her to come by in the evening, so we met up and went to church where she introduced me to some of her friends and we had dinner together. After that we read a little book about letting god into your life and then I went home. I don’t believe in god though, not the tiniest bit.

The week went by silently, work filling the time entirely, until wednesday evening rolled in, the night before my birthday. It was nothing special at first, I just stayed in my room before I went downstairs to brush my teeth and get ready, but Agustin stopped me and we had some minutes of talk, really nice. Still I wanted to go to bed early to save some spare time in the morning for opening the presents, so I took off to my room at 23:30. Just when the clock hit 12, a knock sounded at my door. I opened the door and outside stood an Agustin with a small present in his hands. Opening it, a pair of beautiful Chopsticks came into view, but another present showed up from behind his back and opened that one, too – a new pair of headphones, but the big, expensive ones! Awesome! After that he wanted me to open my other presents but I said I couldn’t. Though he stayed persistent so I agreed on opening the present of my best friend. Wrapped in a silver glittery box was my belated christmaspresent, a dinosaursweater and golden cookies, my birthday present was a small cute book of a comicbook and a beautiful handmade necklace! She never fails to surprise me and get me the best! I really miss her, already looking forward to meeting you again darling! :* Finally giving up though, Agustin congratualated me a little bit more before we both went to bed, it had already grown pretty late.

Thursday morning I woke up a my already opened presents and another unopened box from my mom and my little sister! Happily I placed the box in my lap and carefully opened it, bringing a bag, a letter from my little sister and sweets to light. I’ve been using that bag ever since and the letter nearly made me cry. Such an emotional ball of feelings I am. Using my birthday as an excuse I dressed up really well, and went to work. I halfexpected us to go out for lunch somewhere and have a nice time somehow, but lunch finally rolled around – nothing happened, I just went downstairs to the conbini and bought lunch myself. The day went on as every other day did, stuffed with work here and studying pressed into the gaps. Though of course I got a lovely birthday call from my mom and my bigger sister! We had a small chat, exchange news and the growing excitement of my sister’s visit next week (can’t wait to show her around). Anyways, I didn’t stay late on purpose, I was just really idling around here and there, but when I finally wanted to leave, Tetsuo-san beckoned me to stay some more minutes and it finally dawned on me – a surprise dinner at the company. Though what really came had me stunned. Fujie-san took me downstairs to the conbini to buy some alcohol for every one and when we came back upstairs the others had shoved two tables together and gathered the chairs around them. I helped with unpacking the food Micchan and Munakata-san got – delicious Sushi, chicken and beef on potatosalad, some Salad as side dish, YUM! The cherry on top – or should I say the Strawberry on top? – was a beautiful strawberry-cream-shortcake! With a chocolateplate and my name written on it, candles and oh my it was so beautiful and delicious! Suzuki-san lit the candles so I could blow them out, I think they even sung for me, oh what lovely co-workers! After the song I blew out the candles and made a wish. We all sat down, they gave everyone their piece of cake and we started digging in. All in all it was a really nice evening, at times a little awkward because japanese people really aren’t the most talkive person on earth, especially if they have to speak english, but it all worked out somehow and everyone enjoyed theirselves! And even though this was my first birthday away from home and I expected it to be nothing special this year, I was so positively surprised and really happy with my birthday that I can proudly say that it was one of my favourites! (:

The day after was friday so it was only natural to go out and celebrate, but since my official birthdayparty would be the following day, I just went out to Gamuso and had a beer or two, had some seriously nice chat’s with the guys and a shot, pretty nice evening I would say. That night I didn’t stay out for too long and went home to take a serious rest to prepare for my actual party. I got ready for the night and then everything started crackling and crumbling again. I missed my train in Asagaya and we were supposed to meet in Shibuya 15min later, so I changed trains in Nakano Sakaue thinking it would be faster, when it actually took up even more of my precious time. So in the end I came late by 30min, nobody was there, so I waited but then I had to pick up Koh at the Station again so I went there and waited for a little more than 30min before Koh found me, when in fact I was supposed to find him. He did the same ‘mistake’ I did on New Years Eve though. We went back to where I was supposed to meet Keigo and the others, all in all an hour and 45min late. Through Koh I was luckily able to contact Keigo so he picked us up and we went to Izakaya, though Saza and Keigo had to leave soon after to go and prepare for later, since they DJ’d that night. Our group of Kaname, Flora, Koh, Me and a friend of Saza’s followed soon after, only Lulu, a girl I had met that night for the first time, couldn’t join us, which made me sad, because she really seemed to be nice and interesting! Either way, we left for party and it was an awesome night, meeting new and old friends, good music made by my friends and a good atmosphere! I didn’t drink that much that night, it was good the way it was. Around 5o’clock the party ended, yet nobody wanted to go home really, so we went to afterparty and i was still alive and kickin’, but the music at the place was so depressing somehow, I couldn’t move so we ended up leaving anyway and went to a more quiet place, which ended up being to sleepy and quiet. Koh and Saza’s friend opted for going home, while Keigo, Saza and me opted for looking for another place. Though, there was a difficulty standing in our way – Saza didn’t want to leave Shibuya, yet Keigo and me wanted to go to Yoyogi park since the weather was really nice and just perfect for a parkvisit (and I had to be there later anyways hehe). After walking around aimlessly, the clock had already past 11am and we were at the end of our creativity. Saza left us, thinking of taking at least a nap before his work started, so Keigo and me finally could leave for Yoyogi park – which turned out to be pretty, pretty windy, not cool. But the sun was really nice. Still, the wind picked up so much dirt and dust, throwing it around , Keigo was so annoyed that he thought of taking a walk to get a coffee in Harajuku to pass the time before Laura and P were coming, which I was supposed to meet that day. The walk somehow just was a walk. It is IMPOSSIBLE to get a place at a cafe – or a restaurant/breakfast for that matter – on a sunday midday in Harajuku, that is unless you want to queue for at least 1-1,5hours to get a place. But we still walked around, I saw new streets and shops of Harajuku again and somehow it expanded to a walk through parts of Omotesando, which in fact is just a commercial area in Tokyo, the streets lined with designer brands such as Gucci, Burberry, Dior and the likes. Still in search of a small cafe we walked around the backstreets of Omotesando, but when we found nothing – or better, a place where you didn’t had to queue – we walked back through unknown backstreets of Harajuku, but we came back to our original place and found our way back to Yoyogipark easily. I’m a good guide and pathfinder ya’know? (haha) At the entrance Keigo bought us real awesome Takoyaki (Octopusbreadballs), since hunger was starting to bug us, and searched for a place to sit down and eat. After that we went around in search for our friends, we had just been on time, but when we didn’t find them at the spot we thought they would be and the rest of the park didn’t show any trace of them, we took a tour for the entrance area and there they were with their hoola hoops and a blanket. The park really is so nice and the tradition and japanese mind about going to a park that goes along with it, is just so amazing. Everyone goes there and just does their own thing, wether if it’s sports, picnic or dancing, yoga, go out with dogs (there is actually a little dogpark for puppies) and everything else you can think of, it really had me stunned. Anyways, not having a clue about their location, we headed back for the entrance area where we had seen a group with hoola hoop rings/wheels/whatever and there we found them. It was just due to our failing eyes that we didn’t recognize Laura or P. We joined them on their blanket, had some snacks before I mentally was ready to pick up the hoola hooping again after at least 3-4years. I looked so awkward and concentrated while trying that I unconciously made everyone laugh with my new move – the rocker-hoola-hooper, haha! It was really, really fun and even keigo tried and succeeded in letting it glide around his hips for about 3-4 times. Sadly it got pretty chilly really soon and we had to pack together again to leave, yet since P, Laura and me live in the same area we left together for Shinjuku and had a last beer together, enjoying a tad bit of girls talk. After that beer, we split up one more time before finally leaving for home. I went to bed at 7pm, thinking of getting back my beauty sleep I had lost the past night and I badly needed to survive work the next day.

Obviously, work started on monday and so it did on tuesday, with the little difference though, Tetsuo-san let me take off half the day, since I had a special visitor to greet. My former japaneseteacher from germany, Suzuki-san, payed a visit to her homecountry and we decided to meet up for a coffee. In the end we sat together for nearly 3 hours, discussed various things, from japanese culture to future and everything else there is. The time flew by and it was already time again to take a leave for I had to get home and leave my things before a latenightvisit to Shibuya was calling for me. The reason? My friend Izumi, a quite famous singer, had a livestage in a bar in Shibuya, though finding that bar was so frustrating I nearly went home because I didn’t find it, but I did and had a nice evening, watching different liveacts perform a small piece of their talent, from various musicacts to entertainment in a musical way. And the last one was Izumi with her 3 guys playing guitar, drums and contrabass. It was a really amazing show and Izumi’s voice is pretty awesome too! It grew late and Laura, who had also been there the evening, and I had to leave, to catch the train before it got to late, yet we agreed on having a latenight beer at gamuso, just for the fun of it, sadly it didn’t turn out as nice as we wanted it to be, but shit happens. It was 1:30 before I even got home, but it didn’t change the fact that it had been a nice evening – on a weekday! Though that caused me to be late on wednesday for work, but I’ve grown accostumed to things here and i gradually improve at work! Wednesday went pretty normal, just like thursday, though thursday it was time to finally dye my hair again, Laura assisting me greatly. We had a nice beer at gamuso before going to her apartment, dyeing hair, eating chips while watching a nature documentory, later showing each other some new music stuff! It was a hilarious evening, yet with a late goodbye again, but nevermind, life is too short to be boring!

I came home late as already hinted, and a normal friday of work followed. Originally I had canceled all meetings with my friends to take it slow and calm once, but like everytime you plan on staying home and be boring, it doesn’t work. I’ve been curious about Kasumigaseki for awhile now, so that friday after work I went out to take a look, but what I saw didn’t come to my liking – an all boring working district, with barely any flashy lights, but all big boxes of buildings for governmental work and stuff. Yes, nice trip, but I walked around and took the next train to Akasaka Mitsuke, a district I’m passing everyday to work by train so I got curious of it too, because in the morning many people get of the train, so I assumed it had to be a big place, somehow at least. And I was right – a pretty big place with lots and lots of flashy advertisements for restaurants, but nothing I was searching for, so I continued to Shin Okubo to my favourite bar aside from Gamuso. Had a nice time there, too, but since I didn’t want to stay the night I left for the last train and it was pure chaos at Shinjuku Station. The whole platform, which is huge compared to other train station paltforms, was filled to the brim with people. Lucky me, there were two trains left and most of the people got on the first. When the train passed by, I saw so many pain filled, uncomfortable faces. Sometimes it really is horrible, especially when the train takes a sharp turn or the way is a little bit bumpy, you don’t stand a chance to stand still, you just fall and all the people around you, too. Either way, I stood still at the Station and had really luck, even got a seat after the first stop and had a nice ride back to Asagaya. (on a little sidenote: Did you know that there are around 2Millions of people passing Shinjuku Station per day? That makes it the busiest trainstation of the world!) 1am is definitely way to early to go to bed on a friday night and considering Gamuso is located just next to the station it is obvious I went there, though, like always, I only planned to look by for a small chat and/or a beer, yet I ended up leaving around 4am again. On the other hand, there were some interesting people there and I had to catch up with Eric a bit, i hadn’t seen him for yeeears. That night I also got invited to dinner the next day and a shoppingtour at Harajuku, too! With that in mind I went home to catch at least a tiny wink of sleep, we had made up to meet in Harajuku at 1:30, so not that much sleep left for me.

the next morning I woke up, got ready and left for Harajuku – a typical Harajuku-style-outfit on of course including my brand new lovely heels (oh how i love them). The friend who invited me was peter and he also invited Peewee, our beloved bartender, because he had gotten a familysale coupon from work for the Ralph Lauren Outlet and since white people all belong to one family for asian people he took us there. What we found there had us speechless. I mean I knew it’s an expensive brand and all, but not THIS overpriced, aside from that fact, they didn’t even have clothes which looked worth that money. In the end we walked around only to play ‘guess the price’. All I found appealing were 2 blazers, 1 in the kids section for 40.000¥(around 400EU) and a blazer for women with 177.000¥ worth (around 1770EU), ok, plus 70% family sale, but still, I wouldn’t spend money on something this ugly. Nevertheless it was a fun 2 hours we spent there, mostly making fun of the stuff and each other. To get back to earth and represent ourselves right we went to McDonalds for lunch, since neither of us had really had breakfast, even less lunch. There we felt at home – at least more than in a high class outlet. After that delicious, exquisite lunch we split up to go back home, though 3 hours later I met up with Peter again, this time 2 of his friends on his side, for he had invited them over to lunch, but didn’t want to be the third wheel with a couple around. He conjured some fine dinner, backed chicken wrapped in ham, salad and risotto, for desert a marzipan tarte with almonds. Great! I ate so much it hurt afterwards, but after said dinner it was still early and his sharehouse a little boring so we decided to go out again – Kichijoji (which seemed a bit unappealing, because Peter’s flatmate had just told us that there was a person stabbed to death 2 days before) or Asagaya. The outcome was obvious and so the found us a little beerbar in Asagaya for a special beer, before going back to Gamuso. I nearly collapsed when I saw the two kids running around, one, because they were just 3 and 6 years old and in a bar with people drinking and smoking and two, because they were so incredibly cute, I really wanted to kidnap and cuddle them soooo so badly! KYA! But I at least got a picture with each of them! That night didn’t go any different than other nights at Gamuso, but I thoroughly enjoy just plain conversations with people while having a beer, some quite music and a cigarette, for me there is nothing more relaxing anf fun than this! Yet, like every night, this one turned into a long night, too, and once again I had to get up early. This time for church the next morning.

You heard right, I went to worship in a japanese-korean-african church and even made a new friend, who is just like me and even a year younger! Wow! The worship itself made me just open my eyes, that god is not in my life, neither is Jesus, but it’s always nice listening to people sing, so I really enjoyed that part. Later we, as in Natasha, Jisu, Sunok and me, went out to have a coffeebreak before they sent me home, I was soooo tired. Coming home I only thought of laying in my bed, happy that I could spend at least some hours in the confines of my room.

One calm week of work followed, before the last weekend arrived. On friday Keigo and Saza were DJ’ing at ‘the pink cow’, another music and arts bar, but in Roppongi. Before that took place, I had invited Keigo to dinner, though I wanted to eat at a korean dinner place, we ended up in a Yakiniku place and had a realxing start into the weekend with lots of good meat! Later we took the train together to get to Roppongi, where we met some friends, had a nice time, and some nice chats. I met the Beatbox Boys again from last time and they were awesome! The whole night went on, but since nobody could decide on what to do I stayed and eventually missed the last train, accompanying the others into a Roppongi club – nothing you ever want to experience. It’s the same american chart hit shit they play in every club, with the exception that parties there start normally around 4-5am or only in high class places – and that club I went to already wanted to have a 1500¥(15EU) for a SMALL drink. Soon our group decided to move to Shibuya where Kirin, a friend of mine and Keigo’s DJ’ed that night, only that half our people left. At the end it was only Keigo, Tsuzumimaru (a guy from the beatboxer group) and me left, but we rocked the party – more or less, I was pretty tired. That made me leave pretty early and still I only got to bed at 6:30am, getting up at 11 again for lunch with Sunok and Jisu, or more a cup of coffee a small sandwich. The two told me about the korean worship they were going to later and since I love korean and everything related to it I joined them. Listening to koreans sing is heaven, it was really so awesome, though the pray part was boring, especially since I didn’t understand a word and had Jisu translate everything for me. The worship ended and I took my leave for Harajuku and then Shin Okubo, doing some last minute shopping at the HyakuYen shop and searching for a present for Agustin, his birthday threatingly near. That evening I actually spent at home doing whatever and probably staying up late again, but the next morning I could sleep in, only that it didn’t really work out. Waking up at 11am is definitely too early when I get the chance to sleep in so I turned around and fell asleep again until 1pm, getting up to write this text here. Around 4pm I got down, already so many people in the house – sunday was the curry party for Agustin’s birthday and I was about to get ready for it. Lena, Naoki, Eri and Mariko had already invaded our house and cooked the curry, prepared some fresh, unfried springrolls and some salad. The rest of the time we spent chatting and joking around until Agustin was about to come in. That’s when we dashed upstairs to hide while he slowly made himself at home and prepared for taking a shower. He was still inside his room when we sat down on the stairs and he was singing, so hilariously, so we couldn’t really hold it in and only moments later he came out, went by the stairs and when he saw us he got SO SCARED hahaha it was really fun. After that he started laughing and thanking us. He got into the shower and we put out the food and decorated the table. The evening started when he came out from the shower, smiling and laughing like a little kid from the overflowing happiness. He thanked us all at least a thousand times throughout the whole night, it was really nice to see him that happy, since he had been a little down the days before. We toasted and started the meal, delicious curry making it’s way down into our tummies. It went on like this, with light conversations and laughter filling the room. When we were finished with all the meals, even the chicken Naoki had later prepared for us, we began to play the game ‘Who Am I?’ and had ton’s of fun. Eventually we called it a night, work was waiting for everyone of us the next day.

Coming along with work on monday a more or less eventless week commenced, except for the fact that my older sister Kerstin arrived on Thursday at Narita Airport, where Tetsuo-san and I went to pick her up. Our funny adventure started on friday, after taking a good rest on thursday.

We got up early on friday to go to work, since I still had some open tasks to finish, yet when we came everyone was surprised that we actually came and wanted us to leave again to have some quality time exploring Tokyo. But we didn’t leave. Still they managed to get us to go out to Yushima shrine around the corner, which already was a small discovery and we came back to the company just in time for the Yakult-girl to come. Later Tetsuo-san invited us and my co-workers to lunch – some delicious, traditional nigiri-sushi and misosoup. Kerstin said it had been the best sushi she’s eaten so far – of course, it’s japanese sushi – but it’s still a bit of relieve actually hearing it. After lunch we went to a small exhibition about some kind of origami (the art of ‘folding paper’) and went back to work. Tetsuo-san asked Micchan and Fujie-san to take us out and show us around Asakusa, a very old fashioned part and famous for it’s tourists and traditional merchandise, sold at small booths lining the roads. It’s also very near the Tokyo Skytree and Asahi Beer Tower (which is actually supposed to look like glass full of beer). We spent 2 hours there, walking around, getting asked questions by grade schoolers, buying some postcards etc and having fun. Of course Micchan and Fujie-san had to return to work later and so we rode back and split up at the crossing near Akihabara. That was one shock for her, going through the loud and flashy streets, filled with Otaku’s (Nerds) and Maid’s and the mass of people in general – all that on her second day in Tokyo. But our actual goal was just to grab a coffee and take some time off for the moment so we sat down in a starbucks and enjoyed ourselves, observing various people walking by and talking about the first prominent impressions. Following the coffee, we took a walk through the department store we were in, bought some necessities and socks and went on to go to a game arcade, that was fun! Got a new Alpaca (named Ace, insider though) and he’s a lovely pillow! Later that evening I took her out to Gamuso for a supposed to be Karaoke night, though everyone got something to do last minute, yet we still had nice conversations with lovely people and I could show her that I’m taking care of very well here by amazing people.

Yesterday we had to get up fairly early, at 10am, to meet up with Sunok and Jisu at the church for they had organized some kind of lunchtable at their church under the topic of ‘Food from all around the world’ (which ended up being 4 very asian dishes) but it was still nice and we had a cheap lunch, Kerstin met my church-friends and she could take a look at how a korean worship looks like.One part was really painfully boring, the other was a fun experience, all in all a long trip to church. After that we decided to go and have an ice cream and later took the train to Yotsuya, a station I always cross on my way to work, and had a look and walk around there. An hour or two later it drove us back home to have a small rest before running into the next adventure called ‘Shibuyaaaaa’ for a birthday party at a small standing bar.It was a little bit messed up,Keigo wanted to pick me up at the station in Shibuya because I couldn’t remember the way to the bar, but he wasn’t there when we arrived so we ended up taking a walk around Shibuya before I opted for an internetcafe to contact my friends and look it up on google maps. After thatI found the bar easily and the party could go on! I greeted everyone and introduced my sister, too. She seemingly had a lot of fun with everyone, though starts are always a little rough, even here, but in the end everyone was pleased to meet her and they all left a good impression on Kerstin – once again I could prove her that good people are watching over me. The night at the small standing bar ended a little abruptly, because we had to hurry a little to catch one of the last trains, so sadly it meant good bye, too. Since  the metro stops earlier then the JR-line we got of in Asagaya, near Gamuso and went there for one beer and a nice chat before leaving for home, it was already late enough. Suming up the night we walked home in a comfortable atmosphere, reaching home in a good mood. Sleep came easy last night and there was no appointment chasing us up early this morning, so we just stayed in and lazed around, doing some laundry and I finally got to finish this huuuuge Blogupdate.

I hope you had your fun with it and enjoy the following Pictures I have in store for you (look below please). Now we’re off to watch some movie and then go to bed for work tomorrow. See Ya’ll guys~

 

 

More on a sidenote, I got this lovely little selfwritten Poem from my Stepdad. Have a look!

 

there once was a wee girl called Anna , who went all the way to Japana, At first the blogs were aplenty, but after some weeks the blog box was empty ! Oh , when will we get another blog from Anna in Japana?..

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The first snow

Konbanwa guys~ The weekend’s been fun for me, hope yours was decent, too! As I mentioned in my last post, I went to gamuso on friday night. I came there at 8o’clock and Saza, one of the french guys I met on New Year’s Eve was already DJ’ing. Walking through the entrance I was met by a hord of people, I’ve never seen gamuso so full, but that also meant more people I know and I actually talked to Daisuke-san again, Laura was there, Adam from New Year”s Eve, Jimmi – another french guy from New Year’s, and lots of more people were there. I walked upstairs and not even 5minutes later Keigo came, too, he had been at work until then. After Saza finished, we grabbed Jimmi and went downstairs and off to the station to pick up Flora, the french girl from New Year’s Eve, because we had thought of having dinner together. So we just picked a random, cheap restaurant near the station, got us some beer and food for a fun dinner. During our little party an old friend of Saza came by and joined us. We really had a decent time at the restaurant, getting more tipsy by the minute, until it was time for us to pay, the others still wanted to go by the conbini before it was Keigo’s turn to mix at gamuso. Everyone bought some beer and then we headed off to gamuso again. All except for Saza’s friend Francois had finished their beer so they went up into the bar, but because I didn’t want to leave him alone I stayed and we had a nice little chat, getting to know each other better and sharing the rest of his drink. Some minutes later we followed the others upstairs, that’s when I met Agustin and his friend Eri, we talked a little bit, but due to the high volume we were very handicapped. I went downstairs because it was still some weird band playing, kind of noisy and so I decided to get a drink. Somehow I got wound into a long conversation with Daisuke and we talked, Laura and Keigo sometime looked by and chit chatted with us, somewhere along the lines Flora bid her goodbyes, Keigo started playing, the bar got less crowded and Daisuke left. I went upstairs, dance some more, went even higher into the more privat room for staff only, had some chats, even met german guys, went downstairs again to dance. Sometime around 2:30-3:00AM the bar was nearly empty, the others were still at it, but most of my friends had left, so I, too, started my journey home. I just fell to bed that evening and woke up around 1-2pm on saturday. I stayed in, did some stuff on my computer, read fanfics, prepared for my upcoming english-teaching classes at work, did my laundry and practically just lazed around at home. In the evening when I prepared dinner, Agustin came home and we landed in front of the TV and watched National Geographics until midnight where the good programms were over, then he siggested to watch a horrormovie (which is practically insane in japans houses, they are soooo scary!) But we still tried a film I brought from home. Sadly it didn’t work, aside from that there wasn’t even an english version nor eng sub so we decided on a swedish movie called ‘men who hates women’, the first part of three VERY amazing films, I recommend them! Very angsty, a little blood, very much story, very much thinking and complicated stuff, more like a riddle and a touch of love and feelings, though, the swedish version with english subs is better then the english dub version. Either way, both are good and in the end we decided to watch the second part, too. Agustin was so tired from work still that he kind of slept through the whole film, but I was watching so intently and excited, it was so good and at 6am the film was over, I woke him up and we went to bed. Sleeping until noon again, I took it slow on sunday, too and had to decline the invitation for the concert with laura and the invitation to party with Keigo and his friends for I was still not finished with my english-teaching stuff. Plus I thought some time being laze would do me good, since I was still a little sick and I had promised Tetsuo-san to take it slowly and get rid of the cold I had(or still have maybe?). Again I stayed inside the house the whole day, lazing around and doing work. But on monday – a national holiday here – I got active again. Firstly, the holiday here is especially about girls at the age of twenty, where they are grown up and ready to be part of the society. It’s tradition to wear a Kimono and Flora told me friday, that she, too, was supposed to attend (she’s 20). She had a fitting on saturday and told me that it takes about 2hours of just putting on a Kimono the right way and I can imagine that. A Kimono is build of 3 layers of cloth, a little belt and the thick belt which is the hardest and most complicated part to put on. Anyways, that morning I was actually ‘meeting up’ with Agustin (he asked me if I wanted to join him for a trip to Asakusa) and I had overslept and completely freaked out, but when i had calmed down I saw what waited outside the house – it was snowing! My calm composure just jumped right out of the window again and I started screaming and jumping of happiness and joy. This much snow hadn’t shown itself to me for years, back home there rarely is snow, and if it’s too little to enjoy, but here, it snowed just one morning (the day before it was even very warm) and everything was covered in a thick layer of snow in a couple of minutes. Going downstairs for a quick shower, I saw Agustin still lying on the couch and I convinced him to still go out, but not to Asakusa. Quickly taking ny shower and burying myself under 5 layers of clothes, 2 pants and 2 pairs of socks and of course hat and scarf, I went down again and waited for Agustin to get ready. I couldn’t calm down anymore once I got outside. Running, jumping screaming and admiring it’s beauty, I ran around, Agustin calmly but also admiringly following me. Since he’s from the warmer part of argentina he rarely see’ s snow either, so he was really cold but fascinated and it was just so beautiful. They crazy thing is, it basn’t snowed this much in Tokyo for years, so I felt/feel kind of very honoured for having the chance to experience this (25cm snow, sounds nice :3) We took lot’s of pictures on our way to the station, at that point it was still ok weather and not sooo cold (for me not at all) but once we reached our destination it drastically changed. We had chosen to go to the Imperial Palace between Tokyo and Ginza which has a super huge garden and it was beautiful, without a doubt, but just the way there was so exhausting with a heavy wind casting the snow directly into your face and not inly that, but most snow on the street had started to melt already, turning all the streets into huge ponds, so our feet ans shoes were drenched instantly – and our journey had just started! As mentioned, our way was kind of like hell, but still funny and beautiful, all the snow was awesome. We reached the bridge in front of the Imperial Palace (the place where the emperor of japan lives), took some cliché-tourist-pictures, I laid down in the snow and did a snowangel and then we continued to Hibiya garden just across the street – at that point I was already completely drenched from top to toe and Agustin even worse. The walk through Hibiya garden was short and not so nice, we were afraid of getting hit by the snow falling from the trees and the snow on the ground had already turned into mudpuddles, so we headed to the nearest station and took the train home. But before walking home we took the detour over a delicious curryplace he wanted to show me and it really is great – big portions, big taste and spicy! And it was warm inside the store! Taking in the delicious food we got warmer again and full so freshed up by the food we headed back but it was still so exhausting, our feets already completely numb from being soaked and frozen all at once. Still we made it home safely, got dry and comfortable, got a little tea and relaxed. Agustin had to go out once more to get Eri from the station and so we sat an hour later in front of the computer again and watched the last part of the movie and continued with TV after we finished. Around 10pm it was time to say good night. We all went to bed, I just finished something small on my cellphone before shutting off the lights to sleep. Getting up for work today was very easy, but I still came late – due to the train being late and having problems. Still, I was able to get out of the house and to the station in time, so now I just need to make that work! Work itself wasn’t so exciting, i just prepared my englishclasses, did some papers in preparation and study more japanese. Today I finally also got my christmaspresent from mom and Em’ Tack så hemst mycket jag blev så glad, underbara presenter! :* Tacka jag dej Shasha för adventskalendern? Nu gör jag det, Tack så mycket! Ni tre är bäst :* So after coming home I just plopped into my bed and lazed around and wrote down this. I think it will be a while again before you hear from me since work isn’t so exciting to write about, but weekend should be a little action again! Anticipate! Seeya gals n guys!

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Ginza

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Imperial Palace

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Beef Curry

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This is where I really want to bring it in. Those are vending machines, they are placed at every corner here in Japan. The best thing the sell cold AND hot drinks, never have I loved a hot drink more! So good!

First week of work in the new year

So yeah, it’s the second week of january. It’s scary to see how fast time flies by. This week has been no different, it went by in lightspeed.
Starting monday, I had my first workday. I arrived there around 10o’clock and did did some labelling samples and stuff, stamped some kind of checks or something and actually just some minor paperwork. We had lunch in that seafoodrestaurant i went to with Micchan and Suzuki-san some time ago. It was really good but just too much. After work I went home straight and still came home late, but I had to eat something so I did some quick ready-meal and cooked some curry rice. Going to bed early and getting up the next day, I was feeling rather sick due to my New Years sickness which only got worse. Either way, I came to work and got some kind of research thing to do, had to copy a cd, nothing big. For lunch I had brought an Obento I had made at home, a simple one, just rice and some meat and then the whole afternoon I continued my research and occassionally doind some stamps work. After leaving work I cobtenplated about searching for that danceschool I had found on the internet or not and somehow I did. I landed in Shinjuku and strolled through Kabukicho which was stuffed with young, hip looking guys, illuminated by thousands of lights. It actually did seem a bit scary and dubious but I didn’t mind, I just wandered the streets to my destination. When I arrived I found that there was no danceschool but a hospital – googlemaps had lied to me! A little disappointed I went back and searched for some food, I had actually planned to go to pizza hut that day and the internet said there was one not that far away – once again disappointment washed over me when I hadn’t found any pizza. (I was soooo so hungry for pizza!) So instead I went to Burger King – I get reminded every time I’m there why I like McDonalds better. Ugh. Everything hadn’t gone according to plan but i didn’t mind because I had the chance to wander the streets and grow accostumed and familiar with that area. Still, to give that evining a special flair I thought I really should try a ‘cat cafe’ – a cafe where cats live. You can pet them and buy them small snacks, play with them and also buy yourself a drink or read a manga, actually a nice idea amd the cats were cute too, but you had no chance to pet them if you didn’t have anything to eat, that made me sad. Anyways, after approximately an hour I left, they were closing anyways, and went downstairs onto the streets, magically drawn into that game arcade at the crossway, so I took my rounds and left with a one piece towel – great! When I came out, most shops had already closed or were just closing so I opted to get home as soon as possible, and so I did. I came home and got ready for my bed.
The next morning I felt like shit, a dry throat and a completely snottystuffed nose, disabling me from getting oxygen. Still i dragged myself to work, but i was so sleepy that I always dozed off, so i just took my lunchpause to sleep. After that I regained a lot of strength to continue my research work. That evening I stayed longer at work so I could finally have a much needed talk to my mom and when I finished after 1h 15min my coworkers just laughed and wondered how I could talk to my mother for this long (and we could’ve actually continued for hours I believe). It was already 19:25 when i left work and I had barely eaten that day, luckily I was longing for some gyu don sooo badly so I just rushed across the street and ate ate ate, it was sooooo delicious! But afterwards I had such a full tummy it actually hurt to even walk. I just wanted to get home and into my bed, which I did.
And even though I got to bed early yesterday I still overslept and got to work late today, but it didn’t matter so much since I had no work today. I just sat at my desk for 6h and studied, studied, studied. My head really hurt after all the input, but I learned a lot. I also always write down new vocabulary, now I should just kick myself to actually review that stuff sometime. Still I felt a huge wave of pride hitting me today when I realised I had gotten better at reading and understanding, it’s getting easier to see and understand the meanings and grammar of a sentence, so some more practice and I can actually start building up a little stock of important vocabs I need to converse. A little progress, that’s all I need for now.
When I came home after work today, and even though I left early early I still managed to cime home late – it’s a vicious circle! – but either way, I came home and was greeted by Yuya-san. We had a fun evening, cooking and eating together, he tought me new words and amswered all of my questions. He really is a nice guy and very understanding. Later Agustin joined us, but it was already so late that Yuya-san and me went to bed some time later.

So that’s it for today. Tomorrow I’ll go out again, closing party at gamuso, I’ll meet my friends, Eric, Laura, PV and Keigo and some from New Years eve even, and some of my cohabitants will join us, it sounds like tons of fun! Other than that it’s going to be quite, but I’ll tell you more during the upcoming days, SEE Y’ALL DEARS~~~

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What a cat cafe looks like

Around New Year and it’s awesome surprises

Hey there, the free days around New Year’s always get kind of stuffy, so I was always out doing different things. What exactly I did, you’ll read now.
December 28 was my last workday before going into holiday until the 6 january. It was as calm as ever, I worked quite hard and sat there until 7PM before going home. I was glad to finally come home, knowing I didn’t have to get up for work the next day. Relaxing into my bed until 3PM the following day, I took a really good rest before getting ready for another round of Harajuku. Since I didn’t see much, I wanted to discover it more, the taste I got was just too great. Wandering around, looking at all the actual shops that are spread around that little street I couldn’t resist my inner voice. It told me to not buy anything, but being the girl – and especially saleshunter – I am, I just had to buy some things, considering most things were down to 10€ each. Which was suppossed to take up 3 hours – at most – turned into 5 hours and some new pieces to wear. Actually I wanted to save some time so I could do some necessary grocery shopping for the upcoming holidays, just in case. Instead it got a little late, so 7eleven had to do, thankfully they had some nice 3minute-meals. When I got home I was eager to prepare some food, hadn’t eaten much that day. Half through all the preparing Agustin came into the kitchen and joined. We had some nice chat, ate together, enjoyed TV and drank some Mate-tea – the original argentinien way of course. Yuya-san came home a little bit tipsy sometime during the evening and we had our short little chat, before we all bid our good nights to each other. I went up to my room around 11PM got to bed to read and relax.
When I woke up the next morning I cleaned the room, doing some Osouji – the cleaning before New Year – and even rearrenged my room a bit. That night I had made an appointment with Eric, the birthdayguy from Gamuso the weekend before and when I finished cleaning my room it was already time for me to get ready and leave. He is an awesome guy (like everyone here). We met up at Asagaya railwaystation and he gave me the chance to choose our diningplace. – chinese, turkish or thai, and thai really sounded the best to me, so he took me to the best thairestaurant he knows, which happened to be only 50meters away. Sitting there 3 whole hours, we ate and discussed, I learned a lot about him e.g. that he’s lived in Tokyo for 26 years, he’s american but doesn’t feel at home at all in california, works as a synchro-voice for adverts and videogames and all this different, random, super interesting stuff. You already get what I mean when I talk about people being interesting and I don’t think there’s ever going to be an end to it – not for me at least. Anyways, I also learned many things from his experiences he has made during all those 26 years in Japan. It’s always helpful to get such advices, to get stories and experiences told, from people who actually know what they are talking about. Since everyone here around me is older, more mature and has seen a lot of things, it helps myself to develop, get a new perspektive to different kinds of things, though nearly everyone has thought of me as an already very mature person. To me, there are still things I know I have to fix, so I’ll take everything in I get offered. Either way, the food was so delicious and just perfectly hot! We had some meat (I’m a sucker for asian meat), some springrolls and a little bowl of cocosmilksoup. After those said 3 hours, we decided to leave for maybe karaoke. Just taking a quick round around Eric’s apartment we went for a near Karaokebar (there’s a difference between karaoke bar and karaokebox), but it was closed – it was sunday though – and a karaokebox with only 2 people isn’t as fun, so in the end we just went to gamuso. Who was there? Laura of course and some other people, too, but since it was sunday and the next day was New Year’s Eve I supposse everyone wanted to stay at home and relax before the big night. It was empty quite early, Laura left around 2AM and then we were only 3 left, Eric, me and the Bartender PV (don’t ask for his name, I’m not sure how to write it). We sat there for quite some time, just talking and telling jokes or funny stories, until I said I was hungry. Eric took that as an idea to go out for another hour or two, so we kinda ended up in a little restaurant just to steps around the corner and full with people – an that’s always the case, regardless of what time or day, at least Eric told me so and he frequents there. PV came about 15minutes later, since he still had to clean up the bar and close up. Coming back to my hunger, Eric had already ordered some more meat, actually it were tomatoes and lemongras wrapped in bacon and some meat filled with cheese and oh my, I could’ve died that moment I tried that, it was just so incredibly delicious. Somehow everything is, you just need to know what to pick. Accompanying the meal, we had a little glass of sake and that was hell’a interesting and cool. The glass was placed on a little plate, just fit for the glass, before pouring in the sake and the girl who poured us, didn’t stop so the glass was overflowing of sake and ran down into the small plate. Why? There’s actually an awesome but very simple reason behind it – You can drink more than the glass can keep. The most delicious midnight snack I’ve ever eaten, followed by something so interesting and typically japanese to learn about. Plainly an amazing night. The night lasted until 4:45AM before Eric, PV and I decided to leave. PV, took another way home so we two took a stroll for the conbini to buy some last things and then he brought me all the way home, while having a nice chat.Before I got to bed, it was already past 5:30AM and I originally wanted to get up early, doing some last Osouji and then visit the Shrine. Luckily I got up quite early, considering I got to bed this late.
The next morning I was up at about 12AM, got out of bed and put on clothes and make-up, to finally start my trip to the shrine. Tetsuo-san suggested me to visit the ‘Meiji Jingu Shrine’ which is the biggest shrine in whole Tokyo, located in a park between Yoyogi and Harajuku and it is freaking huge. Just as I was halfway through the park, I came to the second gate, where there were lots of people standing and watching something. When I came into view I saw what all the commotion was about as there were passing 20-30 people, all dressed in a special, traditional japanese looking outfit, I assume they were some kind of priests. Everyone that was watching them started following them after the last one had passed all the way to the shrine. When we arrived there, the priests were going on the right side under some sort of shelter to say their prayers and the crowd on the left side had to search for a place behind the people who were already there waiting for the priests to arrive. Then there was a small basin filled with water where people were suppossed to wash their hands with sacred water, though there was also a special way to wash yourself, first the left hand, then the right one and then pour some water into the right hand again to wash (or moisture) your mouth. After that I continued my way and tried to find a place to watch the ceremony with the priest, but there were so many people that it was hard to find a place for a little girl like me, so I headed on to the actual shrine. Going through the big, impressive gate I came to an open place where shrinevisitors were scattered, the majority though was standing in front of the shrines main building. There was a pond of plastic in front of it, where people threw in a coin and then prayed, also a very traditional ceremony here in Japan. I continued my way, stopped by a booth where they selled typical good-luck-charms for New Year’s and then went home again.
After coming I instantly started getting ready for the night, showering, putting on make up and then clothes – it was such a hassle. I left home a little late and somehow it got a little bit fucked up, because in the end I waited for around 2,5 hours to be picked up and stuff happened and here and there, but in the end everything went well. My friend Keigo picked me up in Shibuya, he took me to his friends who were sitting in a restaurant. We introduced each other and then I had a little meat and some drinks, before we went out on the streets to buy some more alcohol and celebrate the countdown with everyone else. On our way to the club, everyone a glass of sake or champagne in hand, I asked if there were any fireworks to see and my friends looked at me like I was a ghost. ‘What fireworks? There are no fireworks on New Year’s in Japan!’ and I looked just as stunned when they said that. So yeah, we stood in front of the club and suddenly everyone started screaming and applauding, we hugged each other and said our comgratulations before lining up once again, finishing the last bit of our alcohol. Luckily the bouncers were nice to me so they let me into the club where we partied until morning, drinking and drinking some more, before we decided to seek refuge in an apartment belonging to the others, but before that, we had to take purikura’s – my first purikura (japanese for ‘Picture’ are small pictures friends or couples usually take together, you can photoshop them directly after taking them).  We just stayed there, relaxing, sleeping, talking and so on until it was time to go home quite late in the evening. I came home around 1AM and just fell completely drained into my bed and slept until 3PM the next day. I did some laundry and relaxed the whole day, though I stayed up quite late.
On thursday though I slept until 3PM, too, feeling a little ill with a paining, throbbing throat. Sat in bed all day and worked on my computer until it was time for me to get ready, because Keigo wanted to take me out to eat ‘weird food’ and we actually did. We met up at 18:30 at the Subwaystation in Minami Asagaya and took the train to Yotsuya and back to Shinjuku (it was actually just to see something at the station in Yotsuya), where we first headed to a japanese restaurant, but that was closed. So Keigo brought me to Kabukicho (the dangerous part of Shinjuku, where there are three mafia’s reigning – chinese, korean and japanese), but it’s actually not that dangerous if you don’t get involved with persons there and it was good to learn about that and see it once so I’ll know that this part of Tokyo isn’t too good for me. Either way, there were like really cramped, small, narrow, dark and dirty alleyways, stuffed with restaurants and we went to one of those restaurants – a chinese one with a not so nice atmosphere, but we still took a seat and looked through the menu. We choose to eat some chinese style vegetables, a crab, some fried scorpions and pork brain. Yeah, right, pork brain and scorpions, but it tasted really good. The scorpions were crunchy, more like a little snack without a distinct taste, but good and the pork brain… I admit that I was kind of afraid of trying, just the fact to eat brain was a little scary, but when I tried it, it tasted delicious. I ate it together with some soysauce spring onions and a little bread and it was really good, just, my stomach turned over after most of it, the thought sinking in, but I still cleared all of it. We sat there and talked some more before we decided to leave and get something real into our tummys, so we went to the yakiniku place we passed by on our way to the chinese restaurant. I thought I was brought to heaven when I stepped into the place, everywhere were Kpop-posters hanging, a big TV screen displaying all kinds of Kpop-mv’s all night long, the food was awesome and the place was just wonderful. I want to go there sometime soon again, really. Anyways, we ate some yakiniku, which basically is description for grilling your meat yourself, so you order some kind of meat, chicken, beef or pork, and you get a portable grill, heated with coal, where you grill the meat yourself and it tastes amazing. The drinks were delicious, too, and everything was just so amazing about that places. Somehow 2 more hours passed until we were finished and we decided it was time to pay and leave, so we headed for the station that was about 7 minutes away and we each took the railwaytrain home. After coming home I went straight to bed, due to me being sick and I hadn’t actual felt that well that night, so I slept like a baby until 2pm the next day. I tried continueing this post and did some other stuff before getting ready for I had an appointment with Eric. We wanted to meet up for some really good sushi – and hell it was the best I’ve ever eaten. First we ordered some tuna and salmon nigiri with ginger and wasabi, then we got some fried squid with tasted awesome (because I normally don’t like squid that much) and the last we ate were some tuna-spring onion maki. It was pure heaven, too good to be true and definitely a place I’ll take my sister to when she comes here. Asagaya is a lovely place to live in, it serves you everything you want. Eric and me left the sushiplace to go for the karaokebar that was closed when we had our last meeting. It was actually pretty fun, of course it was awkward at first, singing in front of strangers with a shitty, sick voice at that, but as the evening grew old it grew quite funny, too. Later Izumi and her friend came, too, and so we sat there and had plenty of fun, bawled along to songs and drank our drinks. Somehow the evening had to end and I ended up at Eric’s apartment with a glass of wine in hand and some selfmade tortillas infront of me. We talked all night long, showed each other music and fell asleep along the lines. I left his apartment an hour after we had woken up and the view from his apartment was amazing, if the weather’s fine you can see the fujiyama behind lots of houses. Coming home I just went to my room, cleaned a bit and sat in front of the PC, so here I am now – finally finished.
I hope I can update faster than the last days in the future, it was probably just due to the free days I’ve had. I’m starting to work on monday again and then everything will take it’s old rhythm again. Take care~

See you soon~

credits for my header picture goes to Ben Beech, a photographer I got to know on New Year’s day in front of the club. He is one awesome photographer. The picture on top displays the view from Nakano (near Asagaya) to the Fujiyama.

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typical New Year’s decoration, kind of good luck/prayer sign

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Harajuku

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another New Year’s good luck charm

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my delicious midnight snack and the sake

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Eric, me and PV

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Front Gate to Meiji Jingu Shrine

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the Priests

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the sacred water to wash your hands

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the Shrine itself

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the Shrine itself

Purikura

Purikura

Purikura

Purikura

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fried scorpions

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pork brain with soysauce springonion

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the Yakiniku place

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left: raw horsemeat right: kimchi

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yakiniku

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tuna and salmon nigiri

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tuna and springonion maki

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Eric, Matti, me Izumi, Hyosuke and Daisuke at the karaokebar

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Tortillas

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Asagaya from Eric’s balkon

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Asagaya by night

My christmas days

Oh it has been quite some time, since I last updated, but I wanted to have some quiet days over christmas as well as leave you yours.
Either way, we’ll start on Monday, Christmas itself – at least for me, being the german I am. I had actually planned with to go out with Laura and her friends for some dinner and maybe a hostclub. She said they’ll start 3pm with some ice-skating and she wanted to contact me about where to meet for dinner, but when nothing came and it was already 7pm, I got fed up with waiting in my bed after I had actually showered and dressed up quite a lot, so I decided last minute to follow after my original plans for christmas eve – cinema. And not just any movie, but the new One Piece Z movie. I quickly searched for a cinema – which was actually really hard considering they rarely use any roman letters. Eventually I found one located in Roppongi, a posh and rich part of Tokyo, but it didn’t matter to me, because I had enough money and there was still plenty of time for me to get there. Roppongi itself oozes of this stuck up attitude, high buildings, many illumination, chicé restaurants and hotels and the people – which were actually purely couples, christmas eve or the whole christmas time in Japan is couple time and the only time in the year where everyone proudly showes of their relationship, kinda weird though. But no one can imitate the japanese in their illuminations, the Tokyo Tower was so beautiful, shining in rainbow colours, a small heart visible, too. Not even the couples were bothering me, because this atmosphere was just so lovely and peaceful. Anyways, I went to the cinema located about 5minutes from the metro station. Even though I just understood some minor words, the film was great and enticing, I had an awesome time and contrary to my prior worries I didn’t  regret driving there. Just as I came out from the cinema, my italian cohabitant saw me and we continued our way to the metro together. We actually hurried because the last train was leaving around that time (one of my prior worries), but luckily people living in Asagaya have two options on how to come home so we headed for Shinjuku to take the railway to Asagaya. We talked nicely, the trains were a little crowded but not comparable to the ride back home from Tokyo Station last week. Tamo showed me another shortcut, passing by a hyakuen shop for food and back home.
We went to bed not long after for we both had to work the day after. Yeah, exactly, in fact only the 23. of december is a national holiday, but since it fell on a sunday this year, people were granted with the 24 off work. Work started on the 25. again and so did mine. I went to work, had a boring and tiring day of helping out again, though a little present from Michan brightend my day, before I got a message from Laura saying they would meet up around  3:30pm. Sadly I had to decline, even the dinner because I was bound for some christmas-like-dinner with my co-workers around 18o’clock. It was a lovely, little, not so high-class restaurant where we ate fried chicken, fries, nabe, sashimi, salad and some yakitori. The funny thing about some restaurants here, is that you somehow pay for the time you are being there. So we had the room for 2 hours but could order drinks for free. We ordered beer and sake of course, drank and got a little drunk, thought the whole evening was shadowed by the early death of the daughter of one of my co-workers during the past weekend. When we were ready to leave, Munakata-san and Micchan left (without me really noticing) and we went back to the company to get my things I left there. We came back down and Tetsuo-san asked if we were up for some karaoke, but at the time we had found the nearest one by phone, he already had declined and bid his silent goodbye’s, though he had been down and seemed out of it the whole evening, probably because of the worry he felt for my coworker who lost his daughter. Tetsuo-san is a really caring and soft person even though he seems tough and positive on he outside.
Either way, we were only 5 left – Suzuki-san, Shingaki-san, Kawamoto-san and Fujie-san plus me. Everyone except for me was really a bit tipsy but in the mood for some karaoke and so we went on a 5minute walk to akihabara to the next karaokebar. They sure are impressing and really fun, but nothing like singstar if you’d thought of comparing karaoke to it. It’s actually rather hard and to find a song isn’t so easy either but once the mic’s on th fun starts. I really enjoyed my time there. 11pm was the time to stop, we all had a train to catch and a hard day of working waited for us in the morning. Tetsuo-san though went on holiday from the 26. to the 28. so I won’t see him for 2 weeks now.
Anyways, I came home and went to bed straight, only unpacking the lovely gift from Micchan, before waking up in the morning to go to another hard yet boring day of work. Nothing special happened at work, so I had planned to go out and around town after work to search for present fit for Micchan. First I went to Akihabara, doing some random looking around shops and later went into such a gamearcade, because I really wanted to try and I also saw a little, cute plushie that suited her perfectly. After finishing all the little errands I  took the train to Harajuku, for I wanted to do some strolling, getting to know the area and eventually searching for another little gift, but when I came there everyone shop was closing and I realized that somehow 2,5 hours had passed without me noticing at all. Luckily I still got a little insight and that already got me deep into shit – I’m sure I could shop myself to death in that district with the extravagancy of clothes, wasted youth style, pullover with wings, ripped or strick. Everything not normal, not cute, not feminine and I loved it. Definitely a part I’ll visit soon.
So my trip there ended quite fast, but it had the good point of me changing the trains in Shinjuku, where I had a little look at some hairbows and stuff which I originally thought for Micchan as a present. I got a small hairband with a flower on it and went home, straight to bed though I couldn’t bring myself to fall asleep. Still I got to work today, too, had some nice little chats with Micchan, gave her her belated christmaspresent and helped out with some minor work at work. Being a little tired, I went home straight and sat together with Yuya-san in front of the TV, having some dinner. Nothing exciting really, so now I’m going to bed. I hope you all had a some nice christmasdays, spent happily, peacefully and lovely with the family and that you got many presents. Also, have a good start into the new year – we didn’t die with the end of the maya calender so savour every moment and make the best of it! Maybe you’ll hear from me before new years eve, maybe not, depends but either way, lots of love and blessings for the new year~

Shi yuuu~ ;3

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Roppongi Hills Mori Tower

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Tokyo Tower Christmasillumination

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Tokyo Skyline from Roppongi Hills

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Roppongi Hills Mori Tower

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Tokyo Tower usual illumination

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Battery vending machine

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Part of our meal

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Nabe-rice and Udon (popular noodles, especially around New Year’s)

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View of Ochanomizu on a december day.

Confusing Shinjuku

Since I didn’t update yesterday, let me sum it up.
So as usual i went to work, I’ve actually started to work everyday now and it’s really tiring. I can definitely relate to japanese people being spent all day. Most people start their work at 9o’clock and leave around 6pm and that’s also the way my workday looks like. Not so tiring actually, what get’s tiring is the way to work. For me it’s 9hours plus 2 more just for the way to work and back home. And when I get home I often stay up late due to relaxing or spending the evening with my cohabitants, like yesterday. The air conditioner is not really helping my situation, because sitting in the cool wind it produces freezing my ass off and an hour later sitting there sweating like there’s no tomorrow can’t be healthy. So I’ve been feeling kinda sick these last days, but nevermind.
So yeah, I was at work yesterday, came home and sat down with Agustin, the guy from argentina, and ate dinner in front of the tv and had a nice, long conversation and he too is quite similar to me, friendly, outgoing and a little crazy. Yuya-san joined us later and we continued our talk. Around 0:30 we bid our good nights and I went to bed half an hour later, only to wake up at 7am, to catch the train at 8:19 for work. I sat around, did some copy and paste, did some documents for Tetsuo-san, helped Micchan with some damaged boxes again and had some gyu don for lunch. In between I always slacked off a littel but that’s quite common here in Japan. I left work at 18:15 and got on my way home but made a stop in Shinjuku because I wanted to research on something. Trying to find the shop I was searching for, I ran around in circles for 4 hours, passing some spots for at least 3 times this evening, because it is just tooo fucking huge. The station alone is already a city in it’s own, having more than 20 exits. How are you suppossed to find a little shop in streets consisting of meters and meters high buildings, illuminated by thousands of advertisement, yet looking like every other street in that part. It’s beautiful, without a doubt, but still Shinjuku is too big for my taste, and crowded as hell, very expensive too and just not my taste. I need to pass by in broad daylight the next time.
Anyways, i came home about 22:45, completely drained. Now I have a headache and it’s time for me to go to bed.

See you all around!

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My delicious lunch yesterday

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Shinjuku

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Shinjuku

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Shinjuku

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Illumination on shinjuku terrace

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East exit of shinjuku station

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Takashimaya, near shinjuku station and the illumination

A calm monday? No way!

I don’t think I’ll get that many calm days if this keeps on. Though, it’s nice to be away all day, seeing a lot of things, but on the other side it’s just as tiring. Coming home late with the only wish to just shut off, lay in bed and maybe read something it get’s hard to keep up writing everyday. So it may occur more often that I won’t update everyday. Anyways, yesterday was a fun day, even teaching me new things. I am really bad at going to bed early so I tend to be very sleepy in the morning and it has gotten even worse the past days. Getting up earlier than normal was quite the challenge for me but I passed, though I’d rather stayed in bed, the thought of going to the dentist seeming not really appealing to me. Already being a little late, I put on some clothes, packed my things, even leaving half the important stuff at home and ran out the front door ony way to the subwaystation. Changing train in Shinjuku, I drove to Harajuku – a very nice and appealing part of Tokyo I learned (maybe due to the fact that it’s one of Tokyo’s most expensive districts) – in search for the english speaking dentist I found via google search. It was only a five minute walk from the railwaystation, located in a small sidestreet. The interior of the location looked very nice and welcoming and the doctors assistant took care of me really well, since I hadn’t made an appointment due to the urgency of my visit – a hole in my tooth I’ve been living with for 5 weeks. Ugh. Never had I been so calm and composed during a session at a dentist, he not only closed my broken tooth but also let my long forgotten love for the dentist resurface. He was so collected and patient with me, though I’m not really a whiny person I still tend to show my nervousness with little protests and he withdrew the syringe instantly when I showed I’m really not ok with getting that, but he understandingly said ‘I know, that’s the most uncomfortable thing in the procedure, it’s only to numb your tooth’. Such a simple sentence probably every dentist uses, yet he made me calm down in a matter of seconds, his voice so soothing, but what caught me off guard was the lack of urgency. His tone was just so caring, trying to make me understand that he’d wait until I was ready, not pressuring the least bit. So I took deep breath and we got started, taking one full hour until I was ready to leave. Hell, I paid a fortune on that, but it’s legitime and I’m happy I spent it there. After paying I left again and headed for the train, back to Shinjuku, switching trains and off to work. Yesterday I sat the whole day fusing plastic bags, cutting off the ends and filling them an instruction book before closing them. Actually I liked it a lot, I favour practical works over some copy and paste, especially since it was rather easy. It kept me occupied for the whole day, before I tiredly drove home around 6pm. On my walk home I stopped by one of the conbini and bought some toilette cleaner and my dinner. When I finally entered my house, cleaning the toilette was the first thing on my mind. 5 guys living under one roof – you don’t expect them to clean, do you? The toilette stinks and looked like shit and I was so happy when I had cleaned most of it. After that I proceeded to clean the kitchen area because that looked just as disguting. I’m really not someone who lives super clean, actually I’m rather messy myself, but kitchen and toilette are something that must be kept clean in an acceptable state not with old food pieces laying in the sink, rotting away or everything getting oily because of the dust it’s collected. Ugh, I just had to clean, so I stood there the whole evening cleaning the working space and sink, even cleaning the ricecooker and the dishes. Meanwhile I tried to cook rice, but I failed big time, my rice dissipating into a sticky unidentifiable substance. Yuya-san, my japanese cohabitant, came home somewhere during my cleaning, made himself some dinner and started watching TV. I joined him after finishing, sitting there with some cupnoodles and a tea. We sat there occassionally talking, watching TV until the guy from argentina came home, a japanese girl named Eri as his guest. He went to shower so Eri-san sat with us and talked english with me and japanese with Yuya-san. Autin (the guy from argentina and hell I don’t know how to write his name) came from the shower and joined us, too, so we talked quite friendly and it turned out to be a nice, funny evening with my cohabitants. In midst of all, even the weird american guy showed his face when he wanted to take a shower. I’ve seen him once, the night I talked to the italien guy the first time, but we haven’t even talked with each other even less, not even introduced each other, but he needed to nag and complain yesterday the first thing he does. He never as much as showes his face to us, neither is he talking to any of us, but when you see him he is groggy and weird and complaining. He has this ‘just-fuck-off-and-stop-bothering-me’-attitude all the time, 24/7, so I don’t really want a conversation with him, that’s fine. Anyways, after he left the shower again, the other two also left for their room and I was alone with Yuya. We finished watching a programme about the Titanic and then he wanted to call it a day, I was fine with that and just got under the shower before I too retreated into my room, it was already midnight so I played around a little more. When my neighbor, Tamo (ital.), came home he knocked at my door and gave me some really delicious cake as a welcoming present and that made me really happy. Not longer after that I got to bed and groggily woke up in the morning. I got up early again, havingto take a detour for the dentist once again, but not for long so I arrived at work 10:15am and instantly started working, continuing with the files I did yesterday. Today I had to label oxygenmasks and attach the instructionbook to it, 140 times. It was occupying me and my mind so I was happy about doing it. For lunch I went down to the conbini with Micchan and we got some things to eat, I got myself some Onigiri (riceballs, oh they taste so good) and a box of takoyaki, while Micchan took the same cheese-noodle dish I had days ago for our shared dinner at the company. We got up, sat down together and ate happily and just as we were about to finish, Tetsuo-san came in for the first time that day, reminding Micchan that she actually had to go do something so she rushed up and wanted to clean up but I assured her I would do, so up and away she went while I cleaned and continued my work too. Tetsuo-san has this habit of randomly showing up by your side to just involve you in a small chat before disappearing again, so this happened quite often today, sometimes he would tell me something interesting, sometimes it would be to remind me of things I had to do. Finishing my task with the oxygenmasks around 16:35, I sat around, waiting for time to go by. I left 5:30pm, caught the train home, went home straight, an unbelievably strong wind striking my face, but that calmed down in the safe confines of my neighborhood. When I came home I got up in my imidiately and relaxed and somehow I got so sleepy that I took a little nap before I started writing. Now it’s two hours later and I’ve finished, so I can go downstairs to ready myself for bed. Night~ SeYaSoon! ;3

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Lunch: Takoyaki, Onigiri, some weird chocolate bread and a clementine

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Perfectly peeled clementines, bad habit of mine

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The Keiki I got yesterday! Suuuuper delicious :9

Couldn’t have gone better!

I’ve been pretty lazy those past days as you may’ve already concluded, but that’s also due to my moving and the fact that it was weekend – my first weekend in Tokyo.
Be prepared of a fullblown, exciting story of my weekend!
As I have told you already, I now live in Minami Asagaya located in western Tokyo. It takes me about 35minutes with the marunouchi-subway-line to Ochanomizu and is known for it’s many foreign inhabitants, though it actually has more japanese atmosphere than other, better known parts of Tokyo. Quite lucky i got here, because I especially wanted to experience those small, narrow, ‘filled with restaurants and bars’ streets. Lovely!
But I get off-topic. Let’s start with Friday morning, where I got to work around 11:15 and nothing special happened. We had gyu don for lunch (OISHII!), I did some copy and paste again, helped Micchan with damaged boxes and marking examples, and studied some more. Nothing special. I left around 5PM and was originally wanted to go home, yet I thought it was to early and I would only lay in my room, staring holes into my ceiling anyways, so I spontaneously decided on a shorttrip to Shibuya – a part of Tokyo I haden’t been able to discover yet. Getting off in Shinjuku to get on the Yamanote-line I reached Shibuya in less than 10, and I was overwhelmed by the sight that greeted me after coming out of the station. Since it was already dark, the lights decorating the place had an even bigger impact on me, as did the huge mass of people. In front of the Station, it was sheer impossible to just stop walking and stand there without being a bother to other people, about 20m from the entrance was a big street followed by a big cross-way. Lots and lots of people were lining the sides, building a wall, only wait for the traffic lights to change into green light. Standing right at the front really isn’t fun, you’re scared as hell because you think everyone is coming at you to run over you and some of you surely know the youtube video, showing a crossway in Tokyo from above. The first time I saw it I was like ‘How are you suppossed to get over the street alive and in one piece?!’, but it’s actually very easy, as long as you flow with the things in smooth movements. Either way, it was really hard to even decide on the simple question ‘which street do I look at first?’. I chose the middle one, with a Starbuck’s as the first store on the right and a lot of christmaslights (even more lights then the other streets). I bought one caramal macchiato and continued to a jewelry shop, selling piercings and more rockjewelry, and in one corner of the shop there was even a little  gemstone part. They were soo gorgeous, all those different stones. I could’ve resisted buying one, but then this hexagonal amethyst didn’t leave my mind (I’m a sucker for amethyst’s since they are the gemstone of my zodiac sign and this one had this really special and enticing colouration, no way I could ignore it!), so I bought it and a leatherband too, to make a nice necklace after coming home. Heading out again, I mindlessly strolled through the colourful lit streets, looking at some random shoestores here and there, taking in the atmosphere and greatness of the place. Somehow I got to this really big ‘You can buy anything here’ market, which selled christmascostumes, kigurumis, make up, butt shaping trousers, men cloth, hats, underwear, shavers, haircolour, food, electronics, eyelashes, expensive italian bags, contact lenses, everything you could think of. Of course I had to look through, though I don’t know why I got in, it didn’t seem appealing at first. I ended up buying some things, but they were things I wanted to buy anyway. I continued on my mindless stroll again, walking through cozy, narrow yet lively streets, getting out on a big street again, walking past more colourful advertisements, everywhere people in front of shops, passing advertisements to pedestrians, occasionally even screaming out special sentences. It really is a different culture, but so lively, welcoming and enticing. Going up the street, I soon turned around and got back again, for it wasn’t so lively anymore. Eventually I got stuck in front of a barber I had passed by early and the girl who stood outside in the cold looked so expectantly at me that I couldn’t decline (and because I needed a haircut – baaadly!). It was a little difficult though, because nobody really talked english, making it hard to explain what I wanted, but luckily I can use hands and feet to explain things and the guy was really friendly and nice, he did his job very good! I got going again and walked towards the JR station where I originally came from, but I wasn’t ready to go home yet so I took the last street and calmly yet precisely looked around. This street wasn’t as nteresting as the others so it didn’t take me much time to look through. Walking back to the railway station I drove back to Shinjuku and got on my subwaytrain again. After coming to Minami Asagaya station I just walked home and calmed down from all those feelings I got and reading some fanfics. When I finally wanted to shut off, I went downstairs to brush my teeth – at least that’s what I planned on, but fate wanted something else. I met the first of my cohabitants, the italian chef Tamo. Oh such a lovely guy! He’s 36, talks english very, though he has a very strong italian accent, he has lived in London and Sydney earlier and doesn’t have family. He’s actually very much like me, always looking for a challenge, unbelievably tolerant, very passionate about his work, because he LOVES it (he’s a patissier for a restaraunt in Roppongi, a posh area in Tokyo near Shibuya or so). We ended up talking for about 2 hours, just sitting there in our living room skipping from topic to topic, exchanging knowledge, sharing opions. He has already lived here for 5 months, but can’t talk japanese at all, though, mostly due to his hard working hours (12-14h a day, only sunday off). Very interesting and nice guy and I look forward to living together with him, though we won’t see each other that much, but he already invited me for  a New Year’s eve dinner with his workmate. The point of saying good night had slowly crept up on us and around 3:45am it was time to retreat into our rooms, for Tamo had to work on saturday. I luckily had my day off and could sleep in.
On Saturday though I did my laundry, cleaned my room, took a shower and got ready for the night. Sometime during all this my japanese cohabitant came back home from his worktrip. His name is Yuya, 25 years old and also a very nice guy, though his english lacks a bit and it tends to get a little difficult. Due to that and the fact I was in a hurry, for getting ready for my evening we didn’t have such a long and deep conversation, but we cleared the basics of introduction. Anyways, as I said, I wanted to go out and enjoy myself this night. Maybe a little naive of a 18 y.o. girl, but I can’t just stay at home every evening, missing out on so many opportunities to get to know people. My first night out in Tokyo had to be awesome and I had seen this really positive blogpost of a gaijin bar called ‘Gamuso’, the fact that it’s a music and arts bar only adding to my curiousity and will to go there. Luckily there was an event that evening, so I dressed up and wandered through the streets with the way memorized in my head. It is a bar located around the railway station Asagaya, about a 20 minutes walk from my sharehouse. The whole area is cramped with small restaurants, conbinis and bars, narrow streets leading the way through this part of the city, everywhere paperlanterns and advertising lighting the streets. Somewhere along my strolling, I found what I had been looking for for days – a vending machine selling my favourite drink; Melon Cream Soda. This alone is already reason enough for me to frequent at that place, because melon soda is quite rare, even though it tastes so wonderful. Anyways, knowing that the bar was located in the streets I wandered, I searched and found it after about 5 minutes, but when I stood in front of it I wasn’t so sure anymore if I wanted to. I decided to go up the street for some thinking and turned around after some steps, gaining sudden courage. Walking back, I stopped in front of it again but this time I walked up the stairs and what greeted me was a homey feeling, people talking english – and oh? what did I hear, british english? My heart melted, it sounded so heavenly. There was another flight of stairs and I went up to check out the size of the bar. To my disappointment, there was only a little stage upstairs and some pictures lining the wall. I went down again and sat at the bar, the room itself was alredy very narrow, so there were only about 10 seats along the bar, barely any place to go for the stairs to the second floor and at the entrance there were about 4-5 small chairs and a toilette outside. Not even 5 minutes past I sat down, the first guy came talking to me – in a heavenly british english. He somehow got me and the japanese guy 2 seats beside me into a conversation and it was already so fun, though it was even half past 8. The birtish guy’s name was James, the japanese’s was Daisuke and both were so very kind and I already had made me first friends in a matter of minutes. I sat there, talking with James and Daisuke, until James left to talk with some other people, so I continued talking to Daisuke and we, too, had an awesome conversation. Somewhere along the line James introduced us to Laura, an artist who had her pictures hanging upstairs. We talked just for some minutes, shortly doind the basic introduction for she just arrived that moment and had to greet her other friends sitting at the bar. I also found out during my talk with Daisuke that he already was 36 years old, still young, but twice my age. In the course of the evening he even bought me two beer and he was so stunned to learn that I was only 18. Sometimes Laura would pass by us and have a little chat with us and James, too, but eventually Daisuke had to leave around 10o’clock. He only went upstairs to buy one of Laura’s pictures and they actually already knew each other, because he had bought one of her earlier pictures. So he left and I was left alone once again, but not for long, because the next guy talked to me. This time a very good friend of Laura named Keigo. He, too, was very warm, openhearted and friendly, but looked just as suprised and stunned when I told him about my age. Kind enough, he had invited me to join them on New Year’s eve, but then he told me they were going to a club so I had to decline, knowing I’m still underaged in Japan. And that’s when he found out about my age, but I as well looked very stunned when I learned he was already 33. Both Daisuke and Keigo didn’t look the least bit like they were over 30, more like mid-20 maybe end-20, but not older. o we were equally surprised. That’s when Laura joined our conversation, because Keigo just had to tell her my age and we somehow engaged in another very lively and interesting talk, Laura, who also comes from great britain, and Keigo laughed about some old stores here and there, and I found out that Laura, too, was already 32 and that Keigo actually organizes some clubevents. They even invited me to one clubnight in mid-january, where I could attend without worries, because Keigo could get me one the guestlist and I wouldn’t need to show my ID-card. He, too, had to leave soon, so there I was talking to Laura again, James joining some minutes later. She told me about her job of being an english teacher, and I felt like every one I got to know was some kind of teacher, James too and I think Daisuke too. So I tried to get some information from  her on how to start teaching beginners, since I’m having some difficulties teaching my co-workers. Either way, we talked about teaching, here and there, and somwhere along the line Koh, another friend of Laura, who only has lived in Tokyo for 4 months now, joined us and I started chatting away with him happily. I think I had my longest conversation with him and it was so so nice, and I learned that he, too, is already over 30, if I remember  correctly 35. But they all look so young and they all are so very nice and kind people, having the same problems as me, but are so much more experienced and accustomed to life here. I’m still so happy and overjoyed I had the chance to make such good friends. Sometime during all this mess of meeting new people, talking and drinking a beer, even 2 elderly german men named Andreas and Thomas joined us in the bar, saying they were in Tokyo for a work-related trip.  Thomas had already been in Tokyo for 3 times earlier on, but for Andreas it was his first time encountering the japanese culture and he told of him difficulties, but that life here in general seemed very nice and exciting. We talked some german, sometimes some english so Koh could understand too, and they had so much fun, their advisor even got a little much tipsy and I haven’t talked about the bartender yet! Such a hilarious, british guy and he was very tipsy at that point too but it was so nice to have this british humor around me, never failed to make me laugh. Sometime later the german guys left and some more time passed before I asked Laura to go upstairs with me, because I felt the urge to buy a picture, this evening had just turned to meaningful to me to let this chance slip past plus they were quite cheap so I didn’t dwell on the fact of spending money carelessly. She actually is a part-time photographer for a music magazine where she takes pictures of j-rock and heavy-metal bands and her photo’s are amazing and it’s definitely a picture I’ll hang up in my room later, even years after. On the opposite wall were weird but so cool pictures of trash cans and bins with moustaches photoshoped into the picture and I fell in love instantly even before I got up there with her, so I bought another picture called ‘trashy love’. I’m happy about those two pictures, It’s not only memories for me, but help for them too because those pictures are just some hobby they don’t earn money on.
Either way, after that point, it somehow got rushed, Laura got home and Koh went with her, but without saying goodbye and I was standing there alone, awkwardly talking to another guy but at that point I wasn’t really into getting to know more people, it was already 3:15am and the guy was also a little bit too tipsy for my liking, so I rushed out, too, in hope to get the two who left earlier so I wouldn’t need to go home alone, but I didn’t find them. Later I even found out that Koh went back again and ah, somehow really messy, but I think it isn’t that bad, it was more than a nice evening, I made friends and I’m definitely going to go meet up with Koh sometime, Laura even invited me for a girlsnight with one of her friends the upcoming weekend, which I’m really looking forward to.
All in all, I’m more than satisfied I went there.
I went to bed straight and laid there until now, only getting up one time to make dinner and a tea. Coincidentally even bumping into my third cohabitant – the guy from argentina. Oh and he is so cute. Quite tall, quite manly, 24 years old, perfect english and he’s moved in here 4 months ago, so another newby into the japanese culture. He too, is a chef in a restaurant though I don’t know what he’s cooking or where, we just had a nice little chat. After that I went upstairs again to have my meal, I tidied up my room again and sat at my laptop for hours, trying to write this, but then came tumblr and FUCK it always get’s to me and I just can’t stop looking at those gorgeous, derpy pictures of my biases.
You see, everything has been quite overwhelming those past days and I have a feeling they are just getting started, especially with those new people. There’s a simple reason why I like them, they are pretty much like me, very kind, very crazy and they understand my reasons of coming here, because they have similar, are not afraid and I feel so very much understood in midst of all those people, it makes me feel alive.

So this has got to be all, nuff said. I hope you all had a nice and relaxing 3. advent, omg, next week christmaaaaas and I’m probably going to be a lost soul walking through lost streets. We’ll see!

SEYA’LL until next time!

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Shibuya when you come out from the railwaystation

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Small crossway in shibuya

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Cozy narrow street in minami asagaya

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The bar gamuso

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My precious gemstone

Moving in and out

Lots and lots of bags laid sprawled out in my room this morning and I had still some things to pack away. I was desperately trying to stuff them somewhere. But thankfully I got up in time to pack the last things calmly. When I went down for breakfast I brought the first few bags with me and went to the kitchen to fill my stomach with a toast and some tea. Tetsuo-san already sat in the diningroom, working so early in the morning. After I finished, we proceeded to bring the rest of my things down to pack them in the car and took a rest until 10o’clock. Like every other day we drove together we were headed for Tokyo, taking a little rest along the way. Arriving in tokyo we drove by the company to pick up Micchan, since we invited her to come with us – she get’s off the subwaytrain just one station before me, so she lives quite in my neighborhood. The ride there was already worth a billion pictures, getting on the metropolitan highway in Otemachi, a business district, lined with lots of high buildings, continuing our way, passing by Yoyogi, Shinjuku and other big districts. It took us about 45min via highway to reach from Ochanomizu to Asagaya, which is located in west Tokyo and the highwaystreets are an adventure itself, I bet many men would love to race down these streets in a match. My point is, that I still can’t grasp how big Tokyo is, it’s incredible, unbelievable. And as big as the streets are on the highway, as soon as you come into the living area of each district it get’s cramped and stuffy and the streets are practically nonexistent – at least it seems like it when you sit in a car. The house itself is more like a backyard house, very cozy, maybe a little shady but still has it’s charms. On the opposite side of the small street there is a park for kids to play at. We have a nice living room, a very cramped and old kitchen, my room is small and lovely, just the right size I’d say, and the rest is ok. Though japanese house in general have very big negative points, like no heater, just an aircon, or the fact it’s actually only paper surrounding you. The cold and chilly temperatures from outside tend to creep inside the house through the walls and closed but still open windows. Anyways, we cleared all the signing and stuff and after Tetsuo-san and Micchan had left I took a long rest in my bed to calm down my nerves. So I laid there quite sometime, nobody of my housemates at home so I decided to take a look around and getting familiar with my surroundings. I located the subway station, found a huuuuge shopping street just along the street, only parted by a row of houses and I found the JR station, connected by that shoppingstreet. Asagaya, my current home, really is lovely with it’s narrow courtyardstreets, a huge variety of shops just hidden behind a wall of houses and broad ways along the centerroad. You have no other chance bit to fall in love. Even th subway line is perfect, connected to Shinjuku, Tokyo and Ikebukuro. The only thing many people would dislike is the fact that as soon as it get’s dark you tend to get lost because at night the living area turns into a scary maze where you think yor are never going to find the way out and it turns very dark and shady too. But other than that, it’s lovely, and actually rather famous for foreigners living here. It was a nice time out I had out, yet I got back early, thinking my housemates would sometime drop by but getting home by 7o’clock showed me otherwise. I was alone in the whole house for at least 3 hourse so I just stayed in my room not caring if anyone was coming home. And so my evening went by. Now it’s time for bed, so byebye!

Seeeyooouuaaall ;3

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The corner we wanted to take by car - impossible!

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My new home

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Start of the shopping street

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Somewhere in he middle of it

A short trip to Nagasaki-ya

I woke up early today, even before my alarm ringed, but stayed in bed until 12. Not just because I was lazy, but because I was feeling a little sick and somehow depressed. I just didn’t feel like getting up, so I layed there, dozing off sometimes or just staring at the ceiling. It doesn’t happen often I’m depressed, so I feel bad if it happens. Though I’m not homesick much. Either way, when I finally got up and ready, I headed down to have brunch only to find out Emiko-san had already left. So I had a little meal and went upstairs. Half an hour later I heard Emiko-san come back and I rushed out to greet her, she said she bought some sandwiches for lunch. Going downstairs, I went to the diningroom so we could have lunch and after that we had that reeeeeaally delicious apple from Fukushima, I’m not exactly a fan of apples, but those are too delicious to deny them! In the center they get yellow and semi-transparent, that’s what you call honey here in Japan and it tastes fantastic. And they are huuuge! Finishing lunch, dishes and a little talk with Emiko-san I went up to do some writing and relaxing before I decided to take a tour Nagasaki-ya for I had some little things to buy. I went down to say I was leaving and Emiko-san offered me to drive me there. 5 minutes I arrived there and said my thanks, before entering the mall. The first thing I saw were cute, fluffy wintersocks and since winters in Japan are really hard and cold, I thought I would need some. Looking around a little more I found gorgeous cloths for sewing, typical japanese ones, comic style with onepiece or hamtaro design or simple flower design, quite a big variety for a little mall. Later I headed for my beloved hyakuen shop, where I purchased two ricebowls and a cup for me. The ricebowls though were presents for Emiko-san, she had birthday yesterday. There wasn’t much more to do, so I left and took the monorail for one station befor getting off again and going all the way to the supermarket that laid on the way. I got in, tucked some icecream and porkslices (they were cheapier today, on tuesdays they sell a lot of things for 77¥ about 80cent) into my basket, paid and bought 2 melon cream soda at the vending machine (ooooh how i love it, favourite drink!)
Getting home, Emiko-san was at a conference, so I packed her present, made dinner for myself and got a call from my mom to update her on the latest news. I watched some program about orcas later and then Emiko-san came home and made herself dinner. I went up to ny room and got ready for bed, because I’m going to work tomorrow, so byebye!

Seeeeeyouall!

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Honey


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Huuuuge apple

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One pair of new socks

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Meron soda~