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?..

A whole week to tell – No, make that two

A warm hello to everyone again!
So far I still haven’t experienced something bad, my life here is wonderful, there is nothing I could complain about (except for work, but I think that’s something everyone would like to do). Up until now I’ve learned a lot and I’ve already grown familiar with most things here, I really feel at home. Either way, Some things have happened again since you last heard from me, so I will gladly tell, what exactly happened during the past week.

Wednesday was just as uneventful as the day before, just the daily routine of going to work early and coming home late. Thursday on the other hand was of course filled with work, I still had some research to do, but in the evening I couldn’t hold out for any longer. I had read that one blogpost of Shin Okubo, a part of Tokyo near Shinjuku and that is where I found my infinite heaven – Shin Okubo is know as the K-Town of Tokyo. Many koreans live there and for me as a crazy K-Pop-fangirl there couldn’t be anything better than this. Originally I planned on going the sunday before but the snow and Agustin came in my way so I had to save it up for another day. Thursday my patience ran thin so I just got off my usual subway in Shinjuku on my way home and took the JR train to Ikebukuro and got off just the next Station. At first I was a  little lost, not that much korean stuff, korean pop even less, but the best way to get familiar with an area is to just stroll around and that’s exactly what I did. Crosing the street and going down it again the way I came from I went by the station and passed under a bridge and the first thing that greeted me on the other side was a K-Pop store, blasting various TV-programs, lots of calenders and musicalbum, uncountable merchandise in different variations. And that was only the first store, far away from the other, even bigger ones. Anyways, you can’t pay with credit card, nowhere and that I learned in the first store already after having picked lots of stuff, I just couldn’t resist. So after spending around 45min in that one store I left, kind of hurt, because I couldn’t buy anything, but either way, just continued along the way. Some shops sold clothes and jewelry worn buy K-Idols, the other ones had cellphone straps, all kind of merch and all CD’s you could think of, actually everything you could think of, then there were lots of cosmetics shops, because korean people are addicted to make up, and to top it all of, of course, every single shop blasted full out K-Pop, and with every shop I passed, my heart exploded anew. I started dancing (or more like dancing for myself, just hinting at the dancesteps), singing, ogling at all the screens showing my lovely idols. And besides that I didn’t even do much in Shin Okubo, I just walked around and still my heart felt so at ease (actually in pain from all the heartfluttering), though I actually went groceryshopping in a hyakuen conbini before I went home.  My bed was waiting for me at home and I was happy I could just fall ontop of it and cuddle in to my sheets.

When I woke up on friday, it was the same as always, getting up for work early and I’ve actually started improving my sickness of coming late. Anyways, since it was friday, I was especially eager to get work done  to finally start into my weekend. I left my workplace and originally I wanted to go home and then meet up with a guy I met on New Year’s day at the Meiji Jingu Shrine, but since we had placed our meeting in Oshiage, a part I had never been to before which is located in east Tokyo, I thought it wouldn’t really be efficient to go home and so I started my way to Ueno, one of the bigger districts here in Tokyo, on my way t to Oshiage.  It was my first time in Ueno and I didn’t think it was that big and impressive but when I arrived there, it indeed was, but still had this cozy feeling about it. Strolling around for some time, I just passed the time, taking in the beautfiul sight and atmosphere of a friday evening in Ueno. Somewhere along the lines I found myself in that really crazy shop and even bought some presents, I’m going to send a package soon again! After I left that shop I realized it was time for me to head back to the station to set off Oshiage, and so far it was ok. Getting on the train to Asakusa I drove there, to change trains so I would reach Oshiage, but then it hit me. I had mistakenly gotten on the wrong train – a limited express train to Narita at that. When I realized what had happened, I was already late by 10minutes and had been on the train for 20minutes by that time. I got off the following station and took the next train back, but sadly I couldn’t go back to Asakusa, but only back to Ueno. Arriving in Ueno it was already 21:15 and it would take me 15more minutes to arrive in Oshiage, and another trainticke. Considering I hadn’t much money left and the fact that by the time I would arrive at our meeting I would be 1hour late and wasn’t even sure he would still be there, I decided to take the next train home and contact him as fast as I could. So I did, went home, contacted him and layed in bed for about 1-2hours before I remembered that I still had the pictures at gamuso I had to pick up. That led me to take up a new journey at 12am for gamuso and some shopping. It was the same as always, awesome. Everytime I go there I meet so many new and super kind people, sit there for hours sipping my beer and talking talking talking, making new friends. First I got hit on by an elderly man, but thanks to P, a girl from new zealand, and her cockiness we kind of shooed him away. P is such a cool girl and really fun, she was a little drunk that night but nevertheless still so cute, asking me if she could consider herself my ‘bigger sister’ here in Japan to take care of me in times of need and help. Since she had to work the day after she left about 1-2 hours after I had arrived and not even 10minutes later I found a new guy sitting beside me, this time a 45year old business man (how many different kinds of people suddenly show up at gamuso) and gosh was he funny. First he had a long talk with the bartender PV and since the people on the other side were talking japanese I just listened to their conversation and later was left alone with him, so we started a nice chat.  Getting to know each other better, we talked on and on, occassionally slipping in compliments (which is the most common thing here, at least if you’re not japanese) we gave each other high five and high ten all the time, laughing like a mad man, later Aya, the japanese girl sitting next to me joined in and so many things happened. It was just so fun with all the people around. The night went on, until suddenly all realized that it was already 4:30 and it would be time to finally close up. I just sprinted upstairs and grabbed my pictures and left together with Aya and Daisuke, her friend and not the one I’ve met there before. I went straight home with my groceries and pictures and went to bed, falling asleep after another hour of reading or so, it was late enough anyways.

Since the night before had been a tad bit long I slept until 12pm (quite early for me actually), but I still stayed in bed, reading reading and some more reading, until I finally had enough and moved downstairs to put my laundry into the washing machine. I prepared some food, went cleaning in my room while waiting for the food to get ready and after about 30-45minutes I went downstairs again, put my laundry into the dryer and took my food upstairs. Sitting down on my bed I slowly ate away at my rice while reading, until it was time for me to finally start getting ready for the evening. Last weekend we had agreed on going out to party some because Saza and Flora each had their friends and wanted to celebrate that. We agreed on meeting up at 9pm in Shibuya, though Keigo asked me if I wanted to join him for his stage at ‘the pink cow’ in Roppongi at 8pm and so I did. Leaving the house around 18:50 to meet up with him at 19o’clock. First we took the subway to Nakano-Sakaue, a bigger district between Asagaya and Shinjuku, where we then changed trains to Roppongi. We came there around 7:45pm and searched for the bar, hosting a party where Adam, one of our friends, did the organization. Going up to him we said our hello’s and he was standing in a crowd of japanese guys and a girl (which I had already met at gamuso, yeah the world is a village haha). I introduced myself to the other 3 guys and one of them could even speak very good english, so we ended up in a somehow very weird, sweet and funny conversation, while Keigo was DJ’ing. Sento, the englishspeaker was asking me things and everything I said was translated by him so the others could understand, too, they even asked him how to say some things in english so they could ask me themselves and they were just so cute, but the first thing they did, was actually ask me if they could get a picture with me. Mami, the girl asked first and then one by one they each got one and in return I wanted to take a picture of the 4 of them. Later they even told and demonstrated me that they were beatboxers – and very talented ones at that! I was sooo so awestruck, they were amazing! Sento was a cool dancer at that, and Adam, too! Hell, all the people here are so talented and impressing, really inspiring for me! But soon after it was time for Keigo and me to go, since we had promised to meet with the others later. Keigo payed for our taxi to Shibuya and we went to izakaya (it actually just means ‘bar/comfortable bar’ and you often use that word to say that you go out with your friends, nice word!) and he had to put up with my hyperactiv persona, because for some reason I was so bouncy and happy and just full with positiv feelings. Running around and up and down, we found the others soon enough and not even 5minutes later our first beer arrived. The table was surrounded by Flora and her best friend, Kaname, Jimmi, Saza, Francois and Saza’s friend and Jimmi’s friend and of course, Keigo and me. We sat there and slowly zipped our beer, talking and laughing until our reservation time was up and we continued our little party at a very, very stuffed, small bar only a 5minutes walk away. There we had some delicious sake, met more people, made new friends, shot lots of pictures and just had a huge amount of fun. After that small preparty we started heading to the club – but not without taking a purikura before. Saza, one of my friends, is obsessed with puri’s and I’ve actually grown to love them too. Finishing with the puri’s, we finally went to a club, a really extraordinary club decorated with mirrows all over the walls and fashionistas running around. To explain that, there were guys walking around on high heels, girls with all possible haircolours and people wearing costumes, many foreigners at that. As drunk as we were, we had a lot of fun, but that rapidly became very tiring so I took the first train home with lauraand got home around 6am or something. Ugh, coming home I only knew how to fall into bed and sleep. It didn’t even take me five minutes to get off my clothes.
As expected, I only laid in bed the following day since I was a little bit… sick, you could say.

On monday I went back to work, having an english lesson in the morning. For lunch the whole class including me went out, I had requested ‘Ton Katsu’. And it was so delicious! Actually the whole japanese cuisine is great and healthy, though it takes some time to get used to the completely different taste and cooking style, but once you have got used to and figured out your favourite dishes it’s amazingly delicious! Other than that there wasn’t much happening at work. At home on the other side, I had a nice evening together with Yuya-san, Eri-san and Agustin. We sat there and watched TV, ate dinner and had some ice-cream. But the evening had to turn for the worse, unfortunately. I had somehow come across a post regarding k-pop and it devastated me to no end, what fans could do to their loved ones, their idols, I can’t understand and will never. It was just plainly gross. Somewhere along the post we all bid our goodnights, all wanting their privacy for once after a hard day of work, so I went up to my room and tried to somehow comprehend the information that had just flooded my mind, going to bed with an uneasy feeling.

Tuesday, as usual, I went to work, quite an uneventful day for me, the only good thing was my gyudon dinner, so good!
Wednesdaywas a lot more fun! Going to work, I had my first lunch-english-lesson where everyone told me what they had done the past days and what they had for plans. After we finished, we all went back to work and soon it was time for me to go home again. When I came home, Agustin was sitting in the livingroom playing with his computer and since I was hungry I cooked some noodles for dinner for myself. Yuya-san came home just a little later, ate and then went upstairs again and somehow Agustin got the idea to order pizza – which is freaking expensive. There was this ‘buy 1 get 2’ offer, but without ordering, so we all – Agustin, me and Yuya-san since we asked him to order for us – went to get the pizza. Total cost for 1 pizza + 1 free: around 40-45€, it was a large one but it still leaves you gawking at the price. Here in Japan you actually go to Pizza Hut or Kentucky Fried Chicken to celebrate something, the latter is especially popular for christmasdinner and costs about the same. Anyways, we went back home and had some awesome second dinner: delicious pizza! The first pizza I’ve had for 3 months now and I was actually craving for it the last weeks. That night didn’t go on so much longer since it was already late when we came back home. I went to bed around 12am.

The following day was another uneventful day of work until went home. I had appointed a meeting with Agustin at 7o’clock to go shopping, we had thought of making gnocki and it was actually my first time eating them. We went to the hyakuen conbini on our way home and bought all the necessarry items for our cooking session that was to follow. It was indeed a very fun night, we prepared the gnocki and Agustin prepared a simple yet delicious sauce, heating it in a pan and adding some chicken I had left in the freezer. Yuya-san came home later on and we invited him for some gnocki and he happily joined us. Time passed and Yuya-san went upstairs for bed, as I did, going to sleep soon after.

Friday came around pretty fast, going to work, only to hope that the day would pass fast and it did after some long hours in the morning. I left work on time, because I had made up with Kilin, or Yu-chan a guy I had met 2 weekends ago, to meet up with me at 6pm at the Ochanomizu Subaywaystation. Since some birthdays are to come around soon I wanted to go presentshopping in Shibuya and Harajaku with Yu-chan before meeting up with Saza and the others later in Harajuku. Saza had asked us out for some Okonomiyaki, better known as ‘japanese pizza’ which is actually more of an omelett than pizza, but very tasty nevertheless. The place he took us to was amazing, kind of hidden in the darker streets of Harajuku, but lovely to no end. The small passage down to the actual restaurant was decorated by crazy, colourful paintings, only to continue in the restaurant itself. For Okonomiyaki you sit at a table with cookingplate intigrated into the table. So there we sat, Saza, Flora, Estelle, Christofer, Kaname, Yu-chan and me, ordering an ‘all-you-can-eat-and-drink’ menu. The dish itself consists of cabbage, flour, water, an egg as a base, you can add everything else like mushrooms, cheese, meat, just what you want. Our buffet only left us with one additional ingredient, but since we could order more it wasn’t so bad. The oOkonomiyaki we got, was served in a metalbowl, the ingredients in layers in it. We had to mix it thoroughly before putting the mixture onto the cookingplate in front of us, waiting, drinking, talking, before turning the ‘pizza’ around and steaking it on the other side, while putting on a special sauce with a brush, then adding fish- and noripulver. Last but not least to finish it off, you put on mayonaisse (japanese people are ibsessed with mayo!). This all takes quite some time, but it pays off, definitely, because it’s so tasty, not fatty at all and very healthy! Am definitely trying to make some when I get back home, an easy vegetarian dish if you don’t add meat. Somehow time flew by and we had to pay, drinking the last bit of our drinks and then leaving for the trainstation, but before we even arrived there, Saza somehow found a Purikurastore and of course we had to take some! They turned out pretty well and they are just so fun everytime. After that we went to the train, driving to Shibuya for one more hour, going to a game arcade together before taking the last train home. That night I just fell into my bed again and slept.

When I woke up on Saturday I took it slowly, taking a shower and getting my laundry done before leaving for Shin Okubo to do some more presentshopping, which took me about at least 3 hours and I really couldn’t resist buying some things for my own, MY FIRST THREE KPOPCD’S! Yes, finally. But besides walking around Shin Okubo, I didn’t do a thing, just went home and started writing this, reading some fanfics occasionally, but nothing out of the ordinary. That night I got message from Christofer, asking me if I wanted to join him for the final day of the season’s Sumofight in Ryogoku, just before I went to sleep.

Since I went to bed early I woke up in time and overnight I had decided I would want to join Christofer, so I wrote him and we made up a time and place we could meet at, so far so good, I got ready on time, left my home in time and was there on time until it hit me that the Station had 5 exits – which was the one he took? Surely not the first time this had happened and learning from earlier experiences I just got going, hoping I would find him somewhere along the way. Half an hour later I actually did, after I had rounded the whole place – which was huuuuge, like the sumowrestler, hehehe – twice and went back to the only place I hadn’t looked at yet, I ran into him, or more like he ran into me. Either way, being late already we decided to just head for the place already to buy tickets. When we actually arrived there, we saw that the tickets were already sold out, unlucky us. It was kind of sad, since I had mentally prepared myself and built up a little anticipation to watch the Youkuzuna (Champion) win that last final day and get praised, but we couldn’t do anything to get in so went to eat something, we were nearly starved to death! We found a nice little place which sold soups and gyouza, so we each bought one, a huge one we learned later on and sat there, talked and ate. Thinking of what to do with the day since it was only 3pm, we decided to go for Hamatsucho, a popular place in the harbour area of Tokyo, not so crowded and not so many shops, but a very amazing scenery and we luckily came there just as the sun began to set. We walked around watching the eastsky turning from lightblue to pink and purple until it was darkblue and at some point we stopped and looked at the water lined with skyscrapers at the other side of the coast, an especially bright, orange-ish rooftop grabbing my attention and guess what? It was the moon, huge and orange, only half visible and he looked like a round rooftop of a modern building, but standing there at that spot, we quickly noticed how he slowly rose, growing smaller in size and less colourful, yet still so breathtakingly beautiful. Due to the coldness creeping into our close quite fast, we reluctantly continued our little stroll to the next trainstation and took the next train to the next bigger station, where we both parted ways, Christofer was on his way to Yokohama to visit some friends and I drove to Shinjuku then continued to Harajuku for a quick look around, still some minor presents missing. Not wanting to stay for too long, I just rushed through the streets, occasionally taking a look into a store. This really saved me some time and I got home quite early, considering it was a sunday out for me. After coming home I just continued writing this blogupdate and read some more before going to bed.

Monday was once again just a normal day at work, except for the japanese english entranceexam for university from 2012 that i got from Tetuo-san to solve, so he could test my knowledge. My score? 94%! And I got praised by Tetsuo-san, a good pluspoint! After that I went home, actually I was already due, so going home seemed more than just appealing, even more so since I was deadtired and I always get grumpy, unsocial and unmotivated when I am. Agustin had to feel it yesterday night, but nevermind.
Today is tuesday and I just sat at work, doing some minor jobs for the others and studying some more, I feel it getting very difficult. I should maybe start revising, would be a start at least. Maybe I should stay in this weekend and study.

 

Anyway, I think now you got a good insight into what I’ve been up to the last 2 weeks, savour it. (haha) Considering I took so long for this update, I don’t want to make any promises, because I hate to break them, I’ll just go with see you, but don’t expect any update from me too soon, it all depends on what I’ll do and how busy I’ll be. I’m a busy buddy ya’know? ;D

See you sooon~ (hopefully!)

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Idol Park in Shin Okubo

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Nightview from the Ochanomizu bridge

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Ueno

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The view through the hallwindow in my sharehouse

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Hoku, Tsuzumimaru, Sento and Mami in the middle

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The club

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Typical japanese sweet bread filled with sweet potato or bean paste

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My friends at the Okonomiyakiplace

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The table

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Okonomiyaki

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The painted walls

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The nearly full moon before going to Shin Okubo

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Shin Okubo (not the korean part)

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The sumoplace in Ryogoku

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The huge bowl of soup and gyouza

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Sunset in Hamamatsucho

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Opposite coast

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Buildings bathed in sunsetlight

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The fullmoon (it was A LOT more impressive in reality...)

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Huge bridge

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My first Ramen

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

Some bonding nights

Hello there!
It’s been a weekend, stuffed with lots of new people, bonding and new experinces. Since I felt kinda ill on thursday evening I thought that maybe sleeping a little longer on friday morning would make me feel a little better. So I got up 9o’clock and got ready to leave for work. Work on friday was really nothing big, in fact I didn’t do anything, because the others were busy with paperwork and there was nothing I could help with. For lunch I had some awesome japanese curryrice. Japanese curryrice is probably the best I’ve ever eaten. I left work at 7 o’clock and I was actually the first to leave, the end of the year, really seems to be very tiring. But I wasn’t on my way home, actually I had made an appointment with Koh, whom I got to know last weekend and it was a puuuuure mess, yeah? We made up to meet at Tokyo Central Exit and I thought it would be ok, because it’s not that hard to read a small map. I had actually never been to Tokyo Station before that except for the Shinkansenride to Koriyama and back home. So now I stood there at the exit from the subway at 19:25 – 5 minutes left – and no map whatsoever. Taking a random way, I somehow ended up walking the opposite direction and realised it when I came up to ground level and asked someone, who pointed into the direction I just came from. When I got to the Trainstation it was already 19:45 and I thought I had finally found the Central Exit, which on the other hand was blocked by a thousands of people – the elections taking places. A thing I haven’t talked about, is that Japan’s Primeminister retired some weeks ago and during my first weeks here there were lots of campaigns for the election day 16.12. So on friday the results were made public with a huge lightshow cast against the Marunouchi Central Entrance, though I couldn’t watch it because I still was in a hurry. I waited for the whole thing to end, so I could look around the Central Exit, but I found no one and then I waited. Later I thought it would be pointless to wait, so I walked around, discovering my surroundings and Tokyo Central Station is like HUUUUUUGE, just as huge as Ikebukuro and Shinjuku (ok, I mean I’m in the worlds biggest urban city, why am I still surprised?). After strolling around aimlessly I found out that there is another Central Exit – the Yaesu Central Exit, attached to shopping passage of the Trainstation. I went around there, didn’t find him and I was so worried, and worst was, he couldn’T reach me, because I’m not available on my cellphone. It took us another 25minutes of searching, worrying and other feelings to find each other. You can’t imagine what relieve washed over me when I finally hugged him and could explain my misery, hoping to show him I never wanted to stand him up, oh I really felt so bad. Anyways, finally reunited, we made our way to a restaurant and that was easier said then done. Tokyo, rush hour, friday night – All things that didn’t play for us, but after going into the 3rd we got 2 places after waiting for maybe 5 more minutes. There are no words to describe how delicious it was, the feeling and the food were amazing. We both each got a little plate and many small dishes served, from radish, over cucumber to pork, chicken, beef , onigiri and various other typical japanese dishes. Sitting there, eating and talking about everything there is on the world, time flew by like sand runs through hands and it was already 23:30. Leaving we took a quick stop in the conbini above for some dessert and went to the Trainstation just some minutes away. Since my subwaytrain already had left, I took the Railwaytrain back, pretty convinient that there are two stations here. The train was ridiculously full, I think it was the last one, and one or two stops after I got on, it reminded me of this clown joke with the car and I promise it looked just like that. It was already quite crowded in the train, at one stop there wasn’t even one getting off and at that particular stop, there were especially many people waiting, about 30 or 40 people wanted to get on and I stood there at the doors watching how two by two people got into the wagon and it just wouldn’t stop. In the end I barely could stand, nearly sitting on the lap of a stranger and I clung to the bar for dear life, yet I couldn’t stop smiling and silently snickering to myself. It was too hilarious seeing everyone cramped into this small space, unable to move anything aside from their head, also this foreign feeling is quite enticing I think, but I’m sure I’m probably alone with that point of view. My way home was nice and quite, and I went to bed quite imidiately after opening the door to my room.

Saturday I stayed in bed until 17o’clock, where I left the house to do some grocery shopping in the shopping passage near the stations. Shopping here is really fun, but a little hard, especially milkproductes and stuff like that. I came back and Yuya-san was making dinner fo himself, so I asked him how to cook rice in the ricecooker and he did, after he finished his cooking I got to mine and prepared dinner for myself. He had already eaten up when I got ready, but we nevertheless stayed seated in front of the TV and had some nice little chat while watching TV, until Agustin, the guy from argentina came home around 23:30  and I just got a mail from Laura saying there was a birthday party at gamuso. So I asked Agustin if he wanted to join me and an hour later, after meeting the french guy, his name is Remy, and his korean girlfriend, we bid our goodbye’s and headed for the bar. We came there and it was just like last time, not even 5 minutes after coming into the bar we were already involved into deep conversations, laughing nonstop. It continued the whole night and we somehow ended up staying until 4:45am, but once again I won at least a hand full of new friends, this bar seems to be some kind of family and everyone is welcomed. Awesome feeling. We went home in a matter of 20 minutes and got to bed maybe 10 minutes later.
I slept until 3pm and even when I was awake I wasn’t able to pull up and get out of bed so I stayed in the whole day, lazed around and cleaned my room.
Tomorrow is Christmas and I’m meeting up with Laura and some of her friends, we are going ice-skating and out for dinner, a nice girls-night-out.

Merry Christmas, Kurisumasu Omedeto, Good Jul and Frohe Weihnacht. I wish you health, a nice day with your family and lots of presents!

See you in a bit!

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Tokyo from Marunouchi Central Exit

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My dinner

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The restaurant – it was so noisy, but that was actually appealing, it created an unique atmosphere

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Gamuso

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