The fancy hotel failed me. There was a group of young people on the floor and they made a loud noise every single hour all night long. Either leaving the room or just making thumping noises. I did not get a lot of sleep last night. But I knew I’d better get something to eat because I was on the way to Tokyo, and the train takes a while (10AM – 1:30PM or later). I had breakfast in the fancy hotel’s restaurant and it was as good as the first time.

After that it was a long ride on the shinkansen back to Tokyo. I fell asleep for a while and a guy showed up and left while I was half awake. When I got to Tokyo it was cold and rainy! Osaka was cold at night but ~75°F during the day. I bet it wasn’t over 60°F today in Tokyo. I bought a ¥200 umbrella and got to the hotel which seems even fancier than the last. No big bath, but the lobby has multi-story-high ceilings and a giant Godzilla head. I’m not sure why they have a Godzilla head.

Anyway, I sat in the room for a bit until I kicked myself in the butt to go get some coffee. I almost just went to Mister Donut again but I figured, hell, I’m in Tokyo, one of the biggest cities IN THE WORLD so there must be better options than that. I found a place that was highly rated using google and man did they take themselves seriously. No pictures were allowed but I got an OK to take a picture of my cup of coffee. They even have Kopi Luwak coffee for ¥3000/cup and I’m tempted to try it.

After that I went to Nakano Broadway, an otaku paradise. Google it if you’re curious but there’s all sorts of old anime, monster, and science fiction figurines and toys. Also some really fancy watch stores and I have a weakness for watches. It’s not the kind of place where they want you to take pictures, so I don’t have any pictures. Oh, they also had Fire King for those who know what that is.

I went googling for places to eat and I found a yakitori place near the hotel. It was tiny, and coincidentally three Canadian-Asians came in. One works here in Tokyo. I guess that’s a detail that’s neither here nor there.

Of course I forgot to take pictures of some of the things I got, like something that was supposed to have a fertilized yolk with it, and bonfire (chicken butt.)

My seat was right at the window of the grill.

Even the chicken wings are cooked on skewers.

Afterwards I went walking through the rain looking for a whiskey bar that’s right by the hotel I usually stay at. It’s right next to the Jazz record store that closed before I could go and it was closed on Sunday! I’ll try again.