Japan 2018 - Day 10: Meiji Shrine, Harajuku, Shibuya & Shinjuku

HAPPY 2019 FOLKS!! Technically it's already March 2019 but we are still stuck in March 2018 here, so hold the party hats as here are more Japan adventures!

Choosing to sleep alone in the living room was a mistake because of the free netflix. I netflix and chilled til 3am to watch Prison Break and was unsurprisingly dead tired the next morning. What an inconsiderate owner to leave something so dangerous lying around like that. 1 star review on airbnb.



Every girl's fantasy (including mine), seeing Yc knocking at their front door.


Met a new friend who was kind enough to not pee on our boots. I think we'll like this new neighbourhood after all.

Back at Harajuku station, where cosplayers gather to freak everyone else out.


 But first, we revisit some history. Felt obliged to 拜拜 at Meiji Shrine to thank the gods for letting our plane fly through that snowstorm the previous day.


Hello 小 camwhore you're in my shot.


Oh well might as well snipe yi xia since you 送上门来. Got model seh wor.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I still have no idea why I'm bowing at the entrances but better to follow than to risk getting executed.


Okay the park 有一点小大. Haven't even had breakfast I'm not sure our bodies can handle such intense activity.


Good thing Sj and Eug weren't here because they would have emptied all these barrels of sake.


Washing our filthy gaijin hands and mouths before being allowed into their sacred grounds.

Confusing as always but monkey see monkey do and you'll be fine.


All these tori gates but all i want to see is a tori q. 先生我在拍照麻烦你不要照片炸弹我好吗?

In Japan, a wedding ceremony feels like a solemn funeral, which is understandable when you realise you're stuck with the same penis/vagina for the rest of your life.


南无阿弥陀佛

Fun fact: The design of these 2 trees are inspired by the shape and form of my mom's cleavage.

HOR HOR CK GIVE HALF FUCK BOW WILL STAY SINGLE FOR THE NEXT 10 YEARS


Here's where i wrote down my number in the hope of jap girls contacting me but i only seem to encounter more scam calls lately.


Without a doubt the best thing about visiting temples in Japan. Beoing the girls in kimonos 

This turned out even more cringe and xia suay than i thought *shivers in embarrassment*

Ti gong poh pi play PA double damage rune always spawn and crit many many.

Because we wanted to know who would have the shittiest luck for the rest of 2018.

Gullible kids scammed of their pocket money by "fortune telling" wooden sticks.


Hello wtf? I expected a slip of paper telling me I'm going to stay single for another year, not a quote googled online or some chim life advice? Reporting this temple to CASE now.


A temple without fortune telling was of no interest to us, so we strolled back to the happening Harajuku area to squeeze with the pretty mei meis.

4 whole mins of walking and filming by Ck.. Yet again wasting his dedication and effort on something fruitless like diver girl..

Dodging ugly cosplayers and black men trying to shake our hands, we made it through the crowded shopping street to our breakfast spot.

Only to find a long ass queue snaking out from the basement onto the street. But the queue merely reaffirmed the legitness of this restaurant and our burning desire to eat here was as strong as aunties trying to find a seat on the mrt. 

Welcome to RedRock, serving up very instagrammable rice bowls stacked with layer after layer of beef.

If you flip the picture sideways it kind of looks like pre-cum flowing out of an unerect, uncircumsized penis.

Fuck. My hands were trembling from hunger and i screwed up the egg poke. Now i have to throw this bowl away and spend $15 on a new one.

The beef bowl's sibling wasn't as attractive but it was by no means less tasty.


Pink is now my favourite colour because it represents nipples, vaginas and perfectly cooked medium rare beef.

After a very meaty meal, our sweet tooth was in dire need of some attention and we found it in the form of Croquant Chou Zaku Zaku.


Contrary to its name, it wasn't smelly at all. It's a churro covered in crunchy almonds and stuffed with Hokkaido cream custard. Pretty good coming from a store that has a name with 臭 in it.

The dessert trail wasn't ending just yet, for there were some very acclaimed pancakes just around the corner.


First time i had to take a queue number to order pancakes. Apparently this place only makes 20 servings of their signature pancakes every 3 hours. Tough luck to those who missed out in the queue but you were always outmatched by our kiasu Singaporean mentality.

Ck verifying if her pancakes are round and bouncy as advertised.

The hype train for the pancakes died along the table.


And indeed they were. Very aesthetically pleasing but how does it fare in the jiggle test?

Doink doink doink okay maybe i should have took a video longer than 3 seconds but the butter was melting fast and you can hear Jl's impatient okkkkkkkkk. These were the fluffy type of pancakes with lots of air whipped into them. Soft, delicate and delightful with only butter and maple syrup required as its sidekicks. Was it worth the queue and wait tho? Nah.

More window shopping followed because we enjoy looking at things we cannot afford.

Fascinating to see laksa in the heart of Tokyo but no way we were going to pay $15 for a bowl. Tsk it's not even cooked with charcoal.


Crossing over onto Omotesando, the "Orchard Road" of Japan featuring more atas brands that i can never afford.

It also leads to a little backstreet nicknamed Cat Alley. There were no actual cats in the area. Left disappointed.

What i did find was octopus, stuck inside a piping hot ball of gooey goodness. Since we separated to shop, i bought some takoyaki and had them all to myself hehehe don't tell the rest.


Truly disgusting. Awful. Worse than dog food. I finished every single ball.

A really cool looking VR experience by Samsung. Apparently it shows you how first person skiing looks like. Fuck, we could have saved the trip to Niseko and Korea.


I actually liked this charming little street. Has certain European vibes to it, and it also doubles as a shortcut to our next destination..

WELL I'VE SEEN THE AURORA LIGHTS, I PASSED OUT IN SHIBUYA AT NIGHT~

 As usual, the most famous pedestrian crossing in the world is plain nuts. While waiting for the green light it feels like defending a corner kick, jostling and jockeying with others for position. And when it does turn green all hell breaks loose, with some siao kias running and doing somersaults across the road. Such a fun experience.


Okay the crowded street became a pain in the ass quickly. We were desperate to get out and seek refuge in a familiar, comforting place..

Hello the original standing sushi bar from 2015. Our first experience with godlike sushi that blew our minds and sexual organs away.

Yes 就是这个 standing bar, the leaves acting as plates, the chef's hands warmth lingering on every piece of sushi. 就是这个感觉!!

Look at how gorgeous that looks. That is the stuff of wet dreams. I would even eat this if they were served on top of Steven Lim's sweaty naked body no joke.

The freshest, most succulent prawns and scallops in my life. Melty and sweet by nature, these are nature's candies of the sea.


And the prawn heads were not wasted. After blowtorching they were boiled with miso soup to give it that extra "oomfph". Shiok mans.


Good to see our loyal friend Hachiko still waiting by the exit of Shibuya Station.

Off to Shinjuku for.. you guessed it, more shopping. 

A couple of hours of shopping around later, it was time for some OTOT supper. Restaurants were starting to close up and options were limited, so i ended up in this ramen stall that caught my eye from afar.


A ramen bar for me to eyeball the cute chef preparing my bowl of tsukemen. Oooh i can't wait to taste the sweat from your hands you sexy beast.


Sorry but 我不是很饿 what the fuck are these huge serving sizes??


Is it the chef want to upz me? Give me so much meat make me feel guilty and ok to boink boink?


But twas a great bowl of tsukemen. Perhaps slightly losing out to the famous one we had before but this ain't no slouch either.

And that's how the day ended swimmingly for me, which the same cannot be said for the rest. Of all the restaurants in Shinjuku, they chose to have KFC because some 内个 on facebook said japan kfc is awesome. It wasn't. Baka.

- End of Day 10 -

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