Continued from Osaka Day 1.
Still drunk, and the sun is way up in the sky. Based on numerous experiences, unless I get some food and hydrate the crap out of myself immediately, the hangover will be horrendous right after I stop being drunk…the problem is, we are out of food and we are out of water. OK, deep breathe…get up, get ready, and walk out to the FamilyMart nearby.
As expected, after my body was free of alcohol, my hangover got much worse. It’s not a matter of debate, today will be devoted to recovery.
First, visit the ATM at 7 Eleven. It’s still the only place that has an ATM machine that will work with my ATM card. We hadn’t seen any 7s until last night, during our drunken taxi ride back to our hotel, when we spotted like 5 of them a couple of streets over from our hotel.
Walked by this whole shop full of claw crane machines. RL mentioned Hello Kitty fans(she’s been buying fans at almost every country we’ve been to). I took a look at the machine, and it seems doable. On the third attempt, got it to knock out 3 fans!!! Yeah!!!!
Just as I was busy being a badass(just sayin’), this Japanese mother walked by with her young daughter, and the mother kept on yelling, “Sugoi! Sugoi! Sugoi!” while watching me win. Sugoi means “amazing” in Japanese. Anyhow, since we got three fans, we gave one to her daughter, hence RL only holding 2 fans.
Speaking of which, while we were at Miyajima, a group of Japanese girls asked me to take a group photo of them with the torii gate. When they saw the photo, they also responded enthusiastically with, “Sugoi!!”. To Japanese women, I am Sugoi. To Japanese men, I am KL san.
And we also noticed that there are a few girls in front of us lingering around here. They would approach guys, and always a single guy by himself, and try to chat him up. We suspect they are in some sort of sex industry, or maybe just straight up prostitutes, soliciting business. The strangest thing about them is that they all wore Crocs!! This was very different from the other girls who would stand around wearing the super high stripper heels.
As we waited (we were waited in this area about 20 min before going to eat), we also saw a group of really metrosexually dressed men gather. They are obviously hosts(gigolos). They are not nearly as aggressive as the girls in the Crocs. The girl in the middle of the photo with the white cardigan was one of the girls with Crocs. She was by far the most aggressive of the group. She went up to soooo many single guys and would be girly and all smiles. She was gone by the time we got done with dinner though quite a few of her co-workers were still there.
LOL!! Since the gigolos are just standing around, this oblivious girl traveler thought that they were the best targets to ask for directions! LOL!!!! They were actually pretty nice and pointed many helpful directions for her.
Our view from inside Kani Doraku. We can keep tabs on the gigolos and the girls in Crocs. While we were out there waiting, we didn’t actually see anyone succeed in picking up a client…odd, but we actually felt a little bad for this girl who was working really and approaching dozens of guys and getting shot down every time.
We both love crab, soooo good!!
Some restaurants in Japan requires that all patrons order an item, and this was one of those places. I guess I’ll order some pancakes. It came with this maple syrup packet, and it says to fold the package together to dispense.
After dinner, we went back to our hotel to sleep off the rest of our hangover.
To be continued at Osaka Day 3 Part 1.