My Final Day in Tokyo

Of course I drink like a fish. But over time my body seems to have built up a bit of resistance, so I don’t often get hangovers. Today, however, was an exception: I woke with one of those mind-numbing hangovers.

Last night I went out looking for something to eat, and headed towards the “gay area” of Tokyo. The first bar I called into (for a beer) had the best name for a bar ever: Cholesterol. And then it went on and on, met some lovely people, and suddenly it was 5am.

Fortunately, the hang-over disappeared quickly.

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