Speaking of things that don’t change... we all still like to knock one back now and again. Toward the end of dinner, when dinner was going from “meal” to “drinking snacks,” Kazuko’s friend showed up bearing a bottle of sake (we had already finished one), and I was not one to argue with Japanese hospitality. It’s probably a good thing that it was Sunday and all of them had to go to work the next day, or Hyunjin and I might have never made it back to Ikebukuro.
And thus ended our three-day trip to Tokyo. We did a lot, saw a lot, ate a lot, and had a lot of fun, and we will definitely be doing it again in the future. We got up early the next morning, packed our bags, and trekked back out to Narita, where we caught a plane for JFK and the next leg of our trip (coming soon).