子宮に入りましょう！

Late night, good times

It was time. Time for the dreaded ice-breaker. Along with other jargon such as 'back burner' and 'think outside the box', ice-breaker is a term that were it indeed made of ice, I would have no problem breaking it into a million pieces and watching it melt.

ice breaking....

So... I put my study on the back burner and outside the box I found a plan that was so cutting edge it would require reach out for maximum impact but were all the cogs to work together it would take it to the next level and we wouldn't just be boiling the ocean. 

How I perceived 

It didn't start out so well.... mostly because I fell asleep and as such rolled up to the pre-drinks over an hour late having rushed there after taking a mere 30 seconds to get ready.. As such looked a bit like a zombie somebody stuffed into skinny jeans.... Luckily I wasn't actually the last to arrive but unluckily this made my haste unnecessary (- ___ -). But pre drinks were really fun and I learnt to play beer pong!! (I had been worried about this 'beer pong' malarky all day due to not knowing to play and had even gone so far as to google the rules as to look less like the chess nerd at the frat party.)

Out time!

In da club.

I'm freeee

After pre-drinks we caught a train direct to Shinkjuku :O at this point I was trying to hurry in order to meet Ruadhan at the station but everybody else was already quite drunk and so kept stopping to look at things and generally mill about like sheep finding an especially tasty grass patch. However, after about 30 minutes longer than it should have taken I finally got to Shinjuku and met up with Manchester friend.

So everything was ok up to Shinjuku but then my new friend here told us he had forgotten where the club was, and we needed to be there for midnight... This meant we wandered down the street trying to ask people who looked like they would know where a club was for directions. We must have asked about 8 different people (including a weirdo with a beardo who was selling beads on the side of the street) and wandered up and down the roads with every movement taking us closer to midnight. The reason we were so desperate to arrive before midnight is that on my internet surfing travels I had located a free entry for students voucher which only worked before 12 with the cost rocketing infinitely ¥3500 just after! Luckily we made it with 2 minutes to spare and crammed into the entrance way just before the shut the door! WOO!

Sammy B iz in da club!

There's a few differences between japanese clubs and english clubs.

These signs are all around

1. Dancing is illegal!!!

2. Water is not free

3. They open all night right up until the sun rises

4. You can smoke

5. People are somewhat more friendly but sometimes completely insane

So let me clarify a little: The club was called Womb and it was amazing, so many people, crazy lasers and lights and also famous and popular DJs from around the world do sets there frequently! Dancing is actually banned for real but as the night progresses this goes very quickly out the window and the "dancing" becomes crazy with some people swinging about like an electrocuted chimp. People also have no regard for personal space, this means I elbowed about 3 guys in the face and head-butted a sweet looking girl... 



The smoking and the pricey water does not however make a happy Sam. It's still weird for me to be inside and have somebody just start puffing away in my face! The smokey air means I also want the pricey water more but I refused to pay the £5 equivalent they were charging so just spent the night shrivelling into a smoked human prune.

ZAP ZAP

Smokey!

I met and talked to so many people in that club. Just japanese people being really enthusiastic about a white person being in the club and speaking Japanese. Always the same questions "Where are you from?" "What are you doing here?" "How old are you?" constantly all night. Then they would hang around and dance with us for about half an hour. 1 middle aged man pinched my bum though -___-

2 of the many many Japanese people who talked to us!

By far the most insane many I saw that night was a guy rolling on the floor waving his head about. Sadly of course he then wanted to speak to us and continued being a complete nutcase for the rest of the night. 

I also found this guy sleeping in his work clothes in the a million decibels bar!

Lol!

 So by the time I got home it was the 7am in the morning again and I had to go out to Yokohama. TIME FOR ROUND 2!

Tokyo never sleeps so nor will I..... 



I'm so tired.... 

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