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The morning after the night before, or in my world the continuation of one long day. It had been over 36 hours since  I had slept and i'd previously seen zombies going about their day with more vigour. yet for some reason (probably because i'm an awesome friend) I decided to go to Yokoyama.

Me an the most rubbish person ever.

I decided to go because my housemate, a Japanese dude from last year invited me and all the people from Manchester to a BBQ in Chigasaki. It was going to be good as I wouldn't have much opportunity to see a few of my friends for a long time and they were in the Tokyo area for a little while. Well we were meant to be having a BBQ but Kosuke (the Japanese dude) didn't ask the weather to be good nicely enough so it was cloudy.

   Yerh good job Kosuke, learn to manipulate the weather better. Jeez.

So the plan changed itself to bowling and going to get foods, which was probably for the best as a beach day in my dehydrated state may have spelt the end for me in a sunstrokey fashion.


The journey itself was not a piece of cake either as I needed to transfer lines at Shibuya station. Shibuya station is not quite as hectic as Shinjuku stations 200 exits but their signposting could do with some work! After getting off the train I proceeded to follow the signs for my transfer... this took up upstairs then in a massive loop then downstairs then upstairs and finally down a curvy slope to approximately 50m from where i started. After asking every station attendant I came across on the way and non helping me I couldn't help but think the signs were a conspiracy and the reason why the stations are so busy... people can never leave.

Yokohama time

This is Yokohama:

Just outside the station

 It's practically Tokyo, I think it's even attached to Tokyo. It took about 20 minutes to get to and its actually quite nice. I think it was built because there was too many people in the main city so they needed somewhere to live. 

Streeeet

Going to Yokohama was really fun :) I met all my friendlings and we went bowling. Now as you at home may know i'm not very good at bowling. The balls are too heavy and since I cant bowl them properly I just drop them and shove them down the alley. (or use a child bowl-help stand) Sadly in Japan it appears even children are pro-bowlers so the aforementioned bowling stands do not exist. This meant the bowling went disastrously as I tired to learn to bowl properly. Ball after ball gracefully flopped from my hand directly into the gutter.

Although there was the cool idea where everybody had to stop bowling when the lights went off, then the tracks lit up and then every lane bowled one ball at the same time. If you got a strike when the lanes were lit you got a prize and they took a photo. Obviously on my go I got a spectacular direct gutter ball -_- BUT one of the more talented players in our group did manage to get a strike!!

Hurray!! I can bask in the glory of others!!

Ooops....

Pro-bowling movements.

You'd think the bowling couldn't get any worse than continuous gutter ball, but it can. Soon after my team mates amazing strike I managed to get the ball stuck hall way down the track and a man had to go a and get it for me. How embarrassing  On the plus side, i did get to take my shot again and actually hit a pin!

FOOD TIMEEE

中華街！

So, we all got very hungry using all our bowling energy so decided to go to the mildly famous Yokohama china town for dinner. It was a really cool place with loads of little shops selling trinkets and I had to try very hard as to not buy 10 tons of crap I don't need in the first week of being here. (that comes later). The place we went to eat was definitely not used to numbers our size and had to push 4 tables together just so we could sit down. Before we ordered our meal they brought us this place of what i'm going to name "squish-crunch". I still have no idea what it was but it looked like cabbage, tasted of mushroom but was like chewing a plastic straw with cardboard in. I have remembered it's appearance and will be avoiding it for the next eternity. 

Me and my angel grains.

What I did order wasn't in my opinion very Chinese either though, it was just like Japanese food that somebody had dropped an entire ginger root in. Now I don't like ginger, so the soup especially wasn't delightful to my highly refined anti-ginger taste buds. However the rice was a squishy pile of angel grains. yum yum.

The journey home after this was what I think a train users hell would be like. You don't commute efficiently enough in this life. You commute FOR ETERNITY. I was so tired it seemed the journey would never end and when I got home it started raining on my poor aching bones. 


However! It was a great day!!! I had missed our retarded uni times and making fun of whatever Matt does. Thanks guys :)

We so cute.

Missed you guys ^_^ 

TILL NEXT TIME!!!!