So after a 15 hour plane ride which was spent watching movies, reading and ignoring the mustached girl next to me (except when she explained to me how to watch movies) we arrived in Tokyo. Our first order of business was to find a bar. Unfortunately we do not read Japanese characters, so we found ourselves in a bar smaller than my bedroom with three 60+ year old wasted Japanese men.
Some selected topics of conversation from the evening:
- Jason being a giant (the oldest and beardiest of the men was so astonished with his height that he came up behind Jason, wrapped his arms around his waist and laid his on Jason's lower back)
- Cocks (a man we dubbed Rick Ross was fascinated with dicks, and spent much of the time poking things into Jasons crotch)
- The proper way to drink Sake (I chased my Sake with beer, needless to say that is feminine and not the proper way. Apparently such a move brings shame to one's family. Sorry mom.)
- Women (Rick Ross was also obsessed with breasts, particularly big ones and had a fondness for Audrey Hepburn, or Au Ray Hep Buh as he called her. Because we liked Rick Ross, we explained to him the phenomenon of Motorboating, and let's just say he was a fan)
- Alex being cute (which then led to each of the men clarifying they were not gay)
The evening ended when the old bearded man also kept showing us pictures of what he referred to as his "son" which looked to all of us like a female Japanese hooker, complete with phone number on the card. When we laughed and made jokes about his trans-gendered son (at the time we thought it was a joke), he gave us a serious look and insisted it was his son. At this point the conversation became uncomfortable so we paid for the alcohol and left. After trekking through the cold we arrived back at the hotel, drank more sake and stumbled to our rooms for the evening. Solid first night.
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