Clubbing in Tokyo


This weekend I made the trek down to Tokyo to purchase items unavailable in the great metropolis of Shirakawa (such as deodorant and underpants, seeing as you asked).


In addition to the excitement normally associated with the purchase of abovementioned personal items, I also went clubbing with the lovely Alex (who has the good fortune to live in a town called Kuki).


We went to an R&B club called Vuenos in Shibuya. It was a fun night, but I found it hard to take any of it seriously, unlike the J-gangstas around us. These guys try sooooo hard. The only thing worse than a Japanese guy who thinks he's black is a white guy who thinks he's black - and there were a few of those too.


Soon after we arrived there was a kind of dance performance, that was so bad I just couldn't stop laughing. But everyone else seemed to think it was pretty good - maybe I'm just too cynical.


The other live performances were equally lame, but very amusing, so it was all good. And I managed to stay out all night without ending up asleep on the floor of a club! At age 27, that is quite an achievement. Well done me!