Moar Rad

We sleep when we have to, just to keep ourselves going. A few hours and we're fully charged and we're back out there again, devouring this place.

Tokyo is the opposite of Iraq. It's clean, safe, and thoroughly enjoyable. We walk down narrow streets lined with shops, rubbernecking unapologetically. Arcades, pachinko "casinos", stores selling DVD porn (we learned that if the sign is pink, it's probably porn or some other appendage of the sex industry).

There's a Chinatown in this city that we took advantage of, stealing an extra mini-vacation. Paper lamps are strung across the streets and you know they'd look fucking amazing at night when the candles are lit. Chowing down on their food, we fumbled with chopsticks, and then we went to an old temple and enjoyed some oooh ahhhing mindblown tourist goodness.

Another discovery we made: the restaurant that inspired the set of the epic fight against the Crazy 8s or whatever in the movie Kill Bill. If you remember Uma Thurman running across balconies, up and down stairs, hacking her way through an army of dudes in suits and masks, picture that building, only as a restaurant. That's the real incarnation of it. One of the waitresses informed me that Quentin Tarantino likes to hang out in this restaurant, and devoted that fight scene to it.

That's what I call awesome, folks.


  1. red said...
    One word: Coolness.
    David M said...
    The Thunder Run has linked to this post in the blog post From the Front: 03/05/2008 News and Personal dispatches from the front lines.
    membrain said...
    Oh, where to begin. What a ride you're on. Fantastic. I've never been to Tokyo and at my age, it's not likely to happen.

    But you've taken me upstairs to the hidden lounge with the cool pianist and bass player, I have no clue what they are playing that catches your attention so, but I'm thinkin', laid back Jazz.

    You spoke of Whiskey. There really is only one true Whisky. (Without the 'E'.) That would be Scotch.

    Now I could do a whole routine about why Scotch is the REAL thing, but the people who know the most about the goodness of Scotch, (Outside of Scotland) are the Japanese. They love it.

    You owe it to yourself to go back up to that lounge and discuss the Scotch that might be the best for you to sample.

    Now remember Scotch is a sippin' Whisky. Let it linger in the mouth before it trickles down.

    Mmmmmmmmmm. Scotch! In Tokyo!!!!
    Samantha said...
    oh em eff gee, SWEET.

    If we had money, we'd be on a plane this weekend to go over there and hang out with you. You have NO idea. It'd be a hell of a lot cooler way to spend spring break than sittin' here the whole time.

    Plus, admit it, Tokyo would kick so much more ass if we were there :P

    Anonymous said...
    Two words:

    Sounds like cool fucking shit man.
    Earl said...
    Ah, silence for a bit, the Ramble and Recon of Japan's best and most amazing must be done and I have enjoyed the reading. Thank you for sharing and be blest.

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