Monday, October 30, 2006

This is Halloween ( - Stupid Song)

Halloween is one of the best holidays of the year. No matter how old you are, you're still gonna dress up, your still gonna eat sweet treats, and your still gonna find an apple with a syringe inside. Its a part of everyones life. Being in Japan during this monumentous holiday, I didn't know what to expect. Well...i guess I did know what to expect...it was gonna be CRAAYYY ZAYYY!!! HEY GIRLFRIED!!!!

I heard from word of mouth about a top secret rondezvous that happens every Saturday night before Halloween. Its the Yamanote Halloween Train, which is an unofficial party that happens every year on the Yamanote Subway Train, which is the main loop train that runs circular through Tokyo, arriving at busy city stations (Shibuya, Shinkuku, Tokyo). My professor told me he did it 10 years ago with his girlfriend at the time and sayed it was absolutely amazing, so I HAD to attend this party of the century. So I searched the web and went directly to the nation's most reliable internet source, Wikipedia, and discovered that everyone is to meet at Shinjuku Station, Yamanote Line Platform 13, Car 10, heading northbound to Ikebukuro, at exactly 20:07 on Saturday, October 28th. It is here where hundreds of foreigners and Tokyoites would pour into the unsuspecting train, and as soon as the doors close the party starts. Beer and whiskey flowed like water, wacky costumed partiers were in full attendance, and there was much crowd surfing, interviews, and laughter to be had. With every stop came a roaring chant of the station before bursting out of the train doors in a Chinese Fire Drill fashion, rushing to run into the next subway car to scope out their party. I could talk about this night for hours. But I'll spare you.

pre-train


At one point in the night, people were unscrewing the lightbulbs inside the train car. The car was nearly pitchblack for exception of the incoming light from the windows. It was in my best interest to climb up onto the baggage rack and stay out of the abyss. It was a warzone my friends.

Victory Bear

We made it one complete loop for a total of 1 hour on the train. The cops then told everyone to get off the train and move to your next destination. Everyone got off without hesitation and moved along. We exhanged photographs and names with the friends we had made on the train. We hung out on the platform for 30 minutes before moving along to Kichijoji, for the next CRAAAYYYZAAAY party.

あつ

じゅんこ

せい

sippin the milkshake woman

MC Shake

Tom dressed as a MilkShake/Bear crossbreed really puts EXB to shame. We kicked it until the wee hours of the morning and caught the first train outta there.


This is the Hangover Express. The first train of the morning, generally around 5:30, where all the party goers go to go home. As you can see, this man the left is having a hard time adjusting to moving transportation. The man on the right is crying because his snake died. Or maybe their just drunk.

I can honestly say that was the craziest night of my life. And I've said that alot, since I've been here and elsewhere. Most likely things will change when I say that next weekend is the craziest time of my life. Who knows. Life is crazy. Im never gonna say crazy again.

NONDISCLAIMER:
As you may have noticed, the night you have just read about was indeed filled with alcohol and booze. While I do not deny my participation, I assure you that I do not go about my days, knocking back whiskey and beers, bottle after bottle, can after can. I am young. I am experiencing the fruits of life. I do drink occasionally. Not as often as it may seems, despite the number of entries which entail the presence of alcohol. I have been responsible in my actions and my judgements. And I assure you that I won't get too crazy.

DAMNIT.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Exciting Weekend

Here it is. I finally figured out how to upload video onto this blog. Now you can see how my travels are with complete video. This was my weekend pretty much. I'm the one behind the camera.

Monday, October 23, 2006

Totino

Man, I was walkin down the street...man I was actually walkin across the street and I smelled this smell that smelled like Pizza Rolls and feet man. I'm tellin you the truth, I looked to the left and theres a fat man next to me, all smellin like Pizza Rolls and feet man.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Steve Irwin Revenge

This weekend was whatever. With my big trip extravaganzas out of the way and with little money in my pocket, the rest of my weekdays/ends are filled with day trips involving little money spent. Friday was Halloween Party Japan 2006aganza at Green House. I as well as many just look a look through out wardrobe to see what we can turn into costumes. Fortunately I dress like a cowboy everyday:

me and a fried egg

catdog and a kickboxer

detective and a frankenstein

sonni



Man I GOT SOOOOOOO WASTED!!!! Nah, not really. I rode my bike home that night at 4 in the morning and I've realized that I love nothing more than to ride my bike in the early hours of the morning because the city was asleep. I rode my bike though Ontakesan and an eerie feeling immediately came over me, as I rode past all the stores with lights off, and the townspeople in their beds, and the trains down for the night. It was quite an amazing thing considering I'm so used to the busy Ontakesan. I rode my bike though the town for 20 more minutes just taking in the absolute silence and darkness.

Saturday, I decided to go to Ueno alone, something I haven't really done since I've been here. Adventuring alone can be really fun sometimes. Ueno features one the first national parks in Tokyo which is not so much a park filled with grass and trees but rather baseball diamonds, cement sidewalks, and dozens of museums and art galleries. I was in search of the Dali exhibit here in Ueno and ended up going to the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum which I heard was rather good. Instead I bought a $12 ticket for an exhibit that I walked right through, just to get to the other exhibits but found out that my $12 ticket only allowed me to see that one artist and had to purchase other tickets for the other rooms. BS Man. I hate Japan. Actually I only hate that museum. And I hate art. And I hate hate. Stop the hate my brothers and sisters.
I decided I had enough of this museum and set it on fire:


After that I was devoted to not wasting anymore money and this godforsaken place and found some interesting sights in Ueno. I spent the whole day walking around observing and watching the many street performers.

45 minute wait for the Dali exhibit

lots of sleeping dudes

very interesting lady

men in drag


Sunday, I headed back to good Ol' Kamakura, but this time with some new peepes, Nate, Ben, Kai, Sonni, Takeshi, and J. You know what its like. Its just become daily routine by now. But this time there were some surprises in store.

Indiana Jonzed the gap

oishi Buddha Udon (IHOP style)

dead sting ray

dead dragon

our collection of dead sea mammals

Takeshi bein a dead shark hog

Steve Irwin is smiling up there in heaven. If his angel hasn't been eaten by an angel crocodile first.