chibi_pink's random mumblings - last weekend

As I type this, I am sitting on a packed commuter line.

Ah, the joys of commuting in Tokyo. Of course, personal space is non-existent. The person next to me insists that she can fit on the seat if she wedges her butt in. Sorry, it doesn't work that way. All it does is make us all feel more cramped and miserable than we already are. There are also the people that insist on leaning back, no matter who is behind them. One commuter fell asleep while standing up (not uncommon...) and used me as a wall. Another person was bending backwards over the edge of the bench so far that her (nasty tabacco-smelling) hair was getting in my face. First, I asked her to stop it. Then, I told her I wasn't her damn pillow. Then, I gave her a shove, but she didn't care. (on a side note: Japanese women are some of the rudest people I've ever met. Incredibly passive aggressive.) Cattle enjoy more of the luxury of space than Tokyo commuters (or anyone in the city, for that matter) do.

On a more positive note...

This Valentine's Day was very fun. I got dressed up, wore my new red paten leather boots, and went out to town with G. Well, we had a side trip to get my broken mobile and my cracked wedding ring repaired (grrrrr) but we eventually made it into town.

We went straight to Asakusabashi; a place known for its bead stores. I've started getting into this thing called “deco” (think beadazzler, but with glue) and heard that there are a few shops that sell parts. After picking up the shiniest gems I could find, we headed up to Uguisudani.



For those that don't know, Uguisudani is known for its love hotels. When G and I first met, we used to stay at them often since we were doing the long distance thing. We used to go so often that I was thinking of doing a LH blog. But now that we live closer to town, it's a rare occurance. Love Hotels are facinating. You go into a lobby and see a display of all the rooms available. Then, you touch the button of the one you want to stay in. Next, you pay for the fee at the counter. Sometimes you see the staff's face, other times you don't. In Uguisudani, it's more common to see them. The rate you pay is based on how long you stay. Most places have a 3 hour stay (for a little “rest”) and an overnight fee.

At this particular LH, we could choose our fav type of shampoo and conditioner to take up to the room. Once there, you are greeted with all the oddities of a LH: jet bath (with lights and a TV, if you're lucky!), a bed with sub woofers underneath, a huge TV with karaoke (and video games), vending machines for “toys”, and so on. There are two LH that rank high on my list:

In Uguisudani, there is a LH that looks like a Japanese garden... complete with a rock bath.
In Shibuya, check out the black light hotel!
We went to one that had S&M equipment. Unfortunately, I have no idea where it is. Or maybe fortunately for G... ;)

After the LH rest, we went back home and spent the rest of the weekend lumping. All in all, it was a very pleasant valentine's weekend! Best of all, I was spending it with my snuggle bear. xoxo


VACATION UPDATE!
It looks like G and I will be invading Australia for a family trip. If you have any recommendations on what to do in Melbourne, let us know. Dates still to be decided.