Once back at the hotel, we both collapsed asleep, coma-like for an hour, then up and back at it. We don't want to waste a second of our time..... still we have so much to do. So we headed back to Ginza. Matthew needed the Sony store, and I had a date with a watch lady who had a fettish for Sponge Bob Square pants. A cup of tea and a shiny new birthday present on my wrist we headed to do some last minute shopping. Matthew purchasing all things required for his Sony Action Cam. We went in to Abercrombie and Fitch - Holy Moly. Not only are there spunky western looking Japanese guys ushering you in like bouncers but there are more spunky western looking Japanese guys inside with their gear off. Live models. The music is absolutely hammering your sensitive 40 year old eardrums and the elevator takes you up to the 8th floor like something out of a Batman movie. You then work your way down through the night club - which isn't - it is actually a shop - until once again you are on the street. The packed intersections and crowded everything are relief from that crazy Abercrombie joint.
Next stop of the subway is Rappongi. Now more of the same - highrise, restaurants, neon, people everywhere, shops, art again and again, but different. More new and cutting edge design. Rappongi, like most of parts of Tokyo has two sides. Rappongi is new, Chifley-tower schmick but also has the seedy spruiker Kings Cross part - "we have girls". Eeeeeeeewwww!
After an expenscie drink (AUD34) drink in an ex-pat Bar, we shook that area and headed north towards the Hotel and found "Japanese Spaghetti". A great little restaurant that served Japanese style spaghetti. A fantastic combo. I ordered the Vongole, Matthew the seafood. I swear we both thought that Matthew's meal was alive. Check out this link.
http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=TsxZ7T1QJTA&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DTsxZ7T1QJTA
There was something in Matthew's bowl that was moving. Some ultra-sensitive seaweed or something that was writhing in the breeze made it appear as some weird mollusc in its final moments, drowning in a steaming bowl of stock. Once we realised it was a vegie of some description, we ate up and headed home to more thoroughly investigate our purchases of the day.
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