First night out

A friend complained to me that my previous posts were too long and boring. I agree. But I had a lot of information to dole out that might prove useful to other Japan-travelers. However, in the future, unless it's really interesting and copious details are necessary, I'll strive for pith.

Moving on.

I met my friend Angela last night to go out in Roppongi. Angela did the JET program for a couple years. Now she lives and works in Tokyo. We were originally planning to do the 徹夜 thing, staying out until dawn, but something came up for her at the last minute, so we called it a night around 3 or 4. The time frame is a bit blurry, since I had about 7 or 8 terrifically strong gin and tonics.

Highlights of the night:

- The three G&Ts and two beers we ordered at Geronimo's were totally free! Angela seems to be BFFs with the staff of pretty much every gaijin bar in Roppongi.
- Angela points at the bartendress at Geronimo's and tells me, "You'll never guess how old she is." I look over: the person in question seems to be an attractive blonde twenty-something, so I say, "Is she 18?" Turns out, this woman is 40 years old. I never thought I would actually use the term "MILF" seriously, but damn. I'll go back one night with my camera and try to get a photo of her.
- There was a sumo wrestler at Club 911. At least, we thought he was a sumo wrestler. He was a very tall, wide Japanese man wearing a yukata. We didn't ask him. What happens if you inquire, "Are you a sumo wrestler?" and the guy isn't? I don't want to find out.
- Dropped the Y-bomb on a couple American college juniors at A971. Total destruction!

Apparently, the Numb remix is still loved by all Japanese people.

So is Soulja Boy. Fuck.