Kara, Andi, and I recently visited Tsukiji Fish Market.  I’m not exactly sure why they let tourists walk around the fish market since no tourist needs to buy a whole frozen tuna (or a laundry basket full of fish guts), but it was fun watching Japanese men cut off fish heads while smoking menthol cigarettes.

After the fish market we went to a place that I’m surprised I haven’t been to a million times before: a Cat cafe.

What’s a cat cafe you ask?  Essentially a coffee shop that you pay $20.00 an hour to hang out with a bunch of pure breed cats.

They have a catalog with photos and descriptions of all the cats.  This dudes name is Roar.

I’m usually not into fluffy white cats, but this guy was rad.

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Whats my excuse for not updating my blog?  Too much good stuff happening in Tokyo.

Went to one of my favorite restaurants in Tokyo.  I’ve got no clue what the name is, but all they serve is deep fried stuff.  The best part is there’s no menu…They’ll keep it coming until you tell them to stop.

When you finally tell them to stop, there’s always one more skewer for dessert.  Deep fried banana.  The chef thought Kara and Andi were cute so he gave them “big bananas”.

There’s a store in Tokyo Midtown Mall that sells high end fruit.  $200 melons, $150 bushels of grapes…they’ve got all your baller fruit needs covered.  We’ve been in a few times trying to take a sneaky photo of insanely priced fruit, but this last time we found something that wasn’t that expensive.  I’ve got no idea what its called, but Andi and I named it “Jelly Fruit”.  It’s basically a hollowed out orange filled with orange Jell-O.  Not sure it was worth $7.00, but it was pretty delicious.

Went for a bike ride in Ginza, and happened upon a festival where a bunch of guys balanced lanterns on bamboo poles.  I heard that it has something to do with firemen…who knows.  It was pretty mesmerizing.  

Went to the Piano Bar, which is the smallest bar i’ve ever been to.  It was cool and all, but couldn’t help feeling ripped off when the drinks were $19.00 each, and there was a $13.00 per person table charge.  The entire two floor bar was about the size of a postage stamp.

If I had a nickel for every time I saw a drunk person asleep/passed out on the street here, I’d have like $4.65.  Drunk people are everywhere here.  Drunk people, and feral cats….everywhere.  Maybe thats why I like Tokyo so much.

We went back to Trick Or Treat, the Halloween themed bar in Roppongi, and again the bar staff looked displeased at our presence.  Maybe because we didn’t have blood coming out of our eyeballs, maybe cause we’re gaijin.