Sunday, 10 July 2011

Day Fourteen- Tokyo- Ryogoku/Asakusa/Shiba Park/Shinjuku

*sob sob* This was the last day of our trip. To comiserate, we treated ourselves to a special breakfast. Any guesses what was inside it?
I bet you thought I was going to say red bean paste. Well, you would be wrong. It actually contained tinned fruit salad.You couldn't make it up! We decided to go to Ryogoku on a Sumo hunt. I was rather upset to find that there was pretty much no sign of there ever being anything exciting there because there was no competition on. There weren't even any flags! There was some nice street art though.
There was time for one last vending machine purchase.
After that we went back to Asakusa. Yes, again. You may be asking yourselves why. I would like to point out that I had nothing to do with it. When we went a few days previously, specifically to buy souvenirs, Boyo neglected to buy any. Yes, really. Luckily there were some sights, so it was not too inconvenient.

One of the last things left on my To Do List was sweet potato ice cream. Purely by coincidence, I found some. It was, of course, berry derishus.
This was by far the hottest day. I think it was probably about 35 degrees. We went to the Tokyo Tower. Not to go up it as I have heard that it is a bit of a waste of time for the price. We did have a good old look at the souvenir shops and had a spot of lunch. It was decidedly average, plus the whole place was swarming with annoying children.
The only thing left to see was the Imperial Palace. Unfortunately we were defeated by the heat and instead of walking round the park we sat in an air conditioned room drinking Coke Zero.
By the evening we had packed (there was A LOT of stress trying to decide what to do with my huge piece of beautiful hand made paper) and recovered enough for a big finale.
While it was a huge tragedy that Mr Boring was not there to entertain us, we did meet some of his friends. We arranged to meet Akane (Japanese), Veri (German) and Dan-san (English) at Shinjuku at 7.30 for an evening of fun and frolics. It wasn't until we got there that we realised how ridiculous it was that we were meeting a Japanese girl we'd never met before at the busiest station IN THE WORLD at rush hour. *facepalm*.
The first thing we did when we eventually found each other was Purikura. Google it, it is the best souvenir of Japan.
And as the sun set on the Land of the Rising Sun (yes, I have been waiting to use that horrendously cheesy phrase), we headed for the ultimate Japanese experience- Kareoke!!!
It was hilarious.



We had so much fun, it was a real shame to leave when the session was up. We sang a variety of songs, some more successful than others. Were Mr Boring there, this would have been the dream:
But of course it couldn't happen without him.
And that was it. I have nothing more to say on our big adventure. Everything went to Japlan. Now where am I going to go next???

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