Shinjuku Kabuki-cho
There are three districts in Shinjuku. One of them is Kabuki-cho, which is a neon-light infested red light district. It's filled with love hotels, clubs, bars, arcades, strip joints and people. So what's a love hotel? Love hotels offer a discrete way of renting out a room for a few hours. What you do in it, is totally up to you. They may have vibrating beds, jacuzzi, or sauna depending on how much you decide to pay. Overnight stays are extremely expensive and aren't usually admitted until 10pm to maximize the profit from the day trade.
Getting there was easy, from Yokosuka, I took the Keikyu line to Shinagawa station and transfered to the Yamanote line. It is 2 stops after Harajuku and 3 stops from Shibuya. It was a mega adventure for me and Soco! As soon as we got off the train, we were hit with the aroma of BBQ pork in some kind of sweet teriyaki-like sauce. Not wanting to stop at the first place we saw, we decided to keep walking. But first, we had to find a bathroom. Oh darn, where the heck can we find a bathroom??? Soco didn't want to squat in a Japanese style toilet, so we went on a mission to find a western style bathroom. About an hour later, we found one in a Taito arcade filled with cigarette smoke. Well, choking on second hand smoke was kinda worth it. After that, we headed on to a restaurant that served Ramen noodles and fried chicken. It was pretty yummy. Soco noticed that the kitchen was upstairs so that the food was actually moved through an elevator after the cooks were done preparing it. The waitress used a palm pilot to make order entries and it somehow wirelessly sent the order upstairs. How efficient! After the food, me and Soco strolled through Hanazono Shrine and took some pictures. It was pretty awesome, lots of old looking buildings and trees surrounded by the towering urban landscape. After that, we checked out San-chome, which is Shinjuku's gay and lesbian district. Soco noticed this strange person walking past us and said, "That's the wierdest girl I've ever seen." Taking a second look, I noticed the broad shoulders and said outloud that that was a she-male! It is so wierd how a guy can try to look like a Japanese girl and fail miserably. Anyways, me and Soco stayed up all night and rode the train back. We fell asleep and almost missed our stop in Yokosuka-cho station. I opened my eyelids and saw "Yokosuka" posted on the sign outside, everyone had already gotten off the train and the last person was getting on. I yelled to Soco, "WE GOTTA GO, NOW!" We ran outside and the doors shut. Soco went to the vending machine and got a milk tea and I spoiled myself with an Asahi Beer.
Juraku
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