So the other day Max convinced me to go with him and his friend Devon to a nomihoudai (all you can drink) for 1,200 yen ($12). We had planned to meet Devon around 9 or so because after 10 the price went up to 2,000. So, after school, Max and I had plenty of time to kill. We went back to his apartment in Tenjin, and hung out for a while in the welcome air conditioning, checking emails and the like. After a while we got bored, and eventually decided to nap. Of course, there being only one bed in Max’s apartment, that’s where he slept. I sat at his desk checking my mail, etc, for a while until I eventually got tired and put my head down on the desk and fell asleep.
Eventually we woke up ad decided to go out for ramen because we suspected the food at the bar might be sketch (which, in the end, it was). Max took me to this intense ramen place that made you sit in an individual booth with a curtain on front of you they closed once they served you, leaving you with nothing but the ramen in front of you, a water spigot, and a button to press if you wish to order something else (which you write on a piece of paper, you don’t talk to them). Despite being intense, it was pretty delicious. A little more expensive than the first ramen place I went to, and not as good, but still great (and accessibly close).
Afterwards we met up with Devon on front of Mitsukoshi and he took us to the bar, which in fact was called Happy Cock. It was a little sketch at first, but we got beers (Kirin draft), which were actually really good, so I was fine with it. The music was also fine, so it was kind of fun. Devon turned out to be a pretty cool guy, so we three had some good conversations.
Anyway, eventually these two guys walk over to us and say they recognized Jesus (meaning Devon) and introduced themselves as foreign exchange students from Sweden(!). Eventually I found out that they both studied at SMC in Santa Monica, too, and we talked about how great LA was, and then how much we like kabob. It was pretty surreal. Anyway one of them asked Max to join his band because Max plays drums and he just lost his drummer, and gave him his number. Doubt Max will call.
After a few hours of that, I eventually headed home, because I am staying with a host family after all, and I can’t exactly go out all night whenever I want, let alone on a Thursday.
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