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Yesterday I was with Kiki in Ueno. For the 2 Originally, I am time last week on Sunday times on the recommendation I went there for a bit in Ueno Park to stretch your legs. And then I discovered along the way Ameyoko. A maze of side streets to the railroad tracks of the Yamanote Line ramschigem with wonderful flair. There, fish fillets and seaweed are offered for sale, there are street stalls in addition to green tea scented with egg omelette. Two blocks away, fills a barker for 1,000 yen a plastic bag filled to the brim with chocolate.
midst of this hustle and bustle I discover them and rekindled an old passion in me to ... Bargain bins. Actually "rummage" has a very benevolent formulation. They call themselves "outlets" in this narrow and very austere shops are simple boxes on the ground. In it are piling clothes of any color, shape, size and brand. Feel-good factor when buying experience = 0, but judging from the prices for everything from very close to the top fell out of the truck.
When I asked whether credit cards are accepted, the seller only breaks into laughter and my already chronic financial viscous forces me to limit myself to the moment with a blue Adidas jacket and tracksuit bottoms.
But I'll be back. This Saturday I'm Kiki in tow. I have paid you for that is what I told my jacket. (600 yen ... still runs to me at the thought of a well shiver down the spine) And as we both fresh Fitnessclubberinnen are registered, this is the perfect time to stock up with adequate training wardrobe. Side by side we stand on the boxes, sisters in the spirit of pulling pants for trousers from the textile mountain before us, forcing us as a couple in a tiny dressing room and succumb to a real buying frenzy.
Yield: 6 Sport Pants (5x 1x adidas Reebok) 2 Training Jackets (1x adidas, Reebok 1x) 1 pair of sneakers (adidas ...) and 2 bags (including adidas) - that was now only share my understanding, is self-ne ? When we strip out of sheer see only asterisk, we make our way back home endorphinbeflügelt.
put in my apartment, I realize that left its mark on the shopping marathon for me added. On each wrist I have a small bruise knutschfleckartigen. Witnesses of the heavy canvas bags that have cut himself on the arduous journey up the Gotanda Hill deep into my flesh.
At least I can now air-conditioned, stylish and ideal to make the stepper in the Ness Tip ...

Shingles Below The Breast

Knut's the second: Are you f * ckin 'natto?!

"If you have not eaten natto, then it was not in Japan." Hieu says, the joker and pushes me in the sushi bar slowly toward a small plate.
But the look is reminiscent wrapped in seaweed vomit. Even the smell, I must have repressed again. But the taste! Rather, the combination of a very difficult to put into words the taste and slimy texture make this bean porridge to the - by far - Eating disgusting thing I ever came between the jaws. Yes and there is this stuff still persists. With each sip approach uses the gag reflex. Definitely a half a minute I try it again and again. No chance.
As if the day does not already have enough to puke.
Try: The best rinsing. Quick! Beer! Where is the beer? Oh right, boots on Hieu. There was not only sushi in this locality, there was also a fully automatic Biereinschenkautomaten. Class of simply throwing money inside, and the glass is completely filled up to the mark and provided with a foam head. And of course, was murder Hieu proud us so that he could perform a miracle of engineering life. Sun all we went but not fully automatic. Here we are four people in front of the beer vending machine, expectant throw our 500-yen coins and think ... Something is missing but now ... And the beer pours jet already in a high arc to shoes, carpet, and just all in a radius of 2 meters, as we find perplexing: there would actually still have a glass rausplumpsen from a vending machine .... This action has no doubt saved my day!
Back natto. must confess to my shame, I am afraid that I completely surrendered before the Japanese secret weapon was. to do nothing. The stuff was not down. So I eventually reached Martina pity a pace back and I habs spat. Who
effeminate for me now has this, get the corresponding Wikipedia entry for anybody. Underpinned, with very vivid images ...
Prost meal. Makes good times. I'll thump me on the ear.

Cervical Mucus Fasten Period

Asi (a) assimilation in process ... Yes

Today I done ego. 2 days ago I was still making fun of the Japanese women to defy barbeinig in your hot pants and strappy heels in the middle of winter, the cold, and now I get quite brave, even without socks in my new white high heels ... Finally, blend in perfectly with my top, with stockings and see a bit stupid.
Okay .. was a bit chilly the toe ... and tomorrow me Masatoshi determined again with Kampo protect them from worse consequences. But pretty wars ...
Cold feet by Japan? Not at all. The country is getting better every day.
But first things first ... There is much to tell. In the last 2 weeks so a lot has happened.

20.12. Asakusa
see this one is best at the pictures. Asakusa is a district of Tokyo which is very good for souvenirs. There is a temple, a lot of mochi-eating stalls, all kinds of other odds and ends and an oversized red lantern.

23.12. Imperial Palace
Well .. uh .. that is sending you a long story ... Every year, the Japanese Emperor's birthday. This birthday of the reigning emperor is then always a national holiday (currently the 23 December) and on that one day a year is also the Imperial Palace (or rather, the area around the Imperial Palace) is open to visitors. Because of course I wanted out.
What I have also done it right after getting up. Just stupid that the evening has previously taken a bit longer and I therefore tender my eyes until the afternoon was again used to the daylight ... And I've been looking forward, as though by just 15 matches in no time clock, the two control gates (once felt bags, even sampling). Almost no Japanese there anymore. And at 9, the eternal serpent are all determined confessed. From left to right ear grinned the glee out of me. It has a disadvantage but not to visit the midst of a horde of little yellow people, the imperial garden complex: loss of swarm intelligence. And with my sense of direction. Where again was the palace? The Imperial Garden is great! And rambling.
After 2 hours I have reviewed every bonsai and bamboo intense, but still found no palace. He had only 9 to 11 is opened its doors ... I got to know a little later ...

24.12. How do you celebrate Christmas
Christmas in Japan? Celebrate the Asians at all? And believe in Santa Claus? Questions, questions. Here is the answer. The Christmas decorations and music sound looks at home in the West like him. I've never seen so overloaded and Christmas trees and shrill warbling actually in each (!) Business Relevant songs like "Last Christmas".
Christmas has no religious background here, but rather it is an imported hard as in our example, the Valentine's Day or Halloween. Christmas is important in this country, especially for couples. You go eat smart and pours himself something nice.
visit family, however, is not, and holidays are of course not. But since I work for a traditional German company for gabs on 26 a hearty white sausage breakfast in the office.

26.12. - 28.12. Kyoto
direct weekend on Friday evening, we go with the Ocean's 5 * from the night bus to Kyoto. Sightseeing weekend. The Low-home variety. The difference between bus and train is approximately 15,000 yen - and 5-hour drive.
In 2 days we then have quite a few temples, the Golden Pavilion and of course the Kyoto Nightlife taken a little more closely. A very beautiful city. Quieter than Tokyo. Traditional.

30.12. Yokohama
clock stands at 6 30 Marina ordered and not picked up at the Shinjuku station. We (Ocean's 5 and I) do spontaneously to Mount Fuji, but know that there are no places left on the bus. So is the spontaneous spontaneous Yokohama Fuji Trip Trip.
Yokohama to Tokyo is the second largest city in Japan. And fortunately, a suburb of Tokyo. After a boat tour, we then have 1,000 yen for the elevator ride in the 63rd Floor of the Landmark Towers paid. What
are already 1,000 yen ...?

31.12 on New Year's Eve Fujiyama
But now ... But it has worked out. And indeed, the sun was laughing, but now I have not seen swallows. But since I was maybe too far away, because we were not on the mountain itself - which is closed in the winter months, so to speak, but in Kawaguchiko from where one has rather a beautiful view of this most perfect cone shape of the world. About 300 pictures later, we already chugging again Home. Finally, Martin and I still shop for matching outfits for a stylish new year.
Which brings us to the second most common question: Well ... It's not like us. The fireworks are missing halt ... New Year in Japan is pretty much the most important family event (like us at Christmas). You go to the shrine and welcomed the first sunrise together in the new year. So at least it was described to me. Sounds like a dead pants, somehow. I'm still way less traditional living my very new trousers (with Dalmatian pattern - Shibuya be praised) and was applied with the usual suspects in Roppongi on the slopes.

Sun After the entire first week in New Year Shibuya spent (it's winter sale!) I am working since Monday again, which the stifling conditions
a relaxed) on my account
b) in my shoe rack
something. The forecasts for the weekend are good: 70%.
No, gentlemen, that's not the precipitation. :-)

* Ocean's 5: Fast ego'd forgotten. This is the force with which I have spent the last 2 weeks here. Very informative 14 days. I now know that Korea is very dangerous bombs, that only leaves out the Lu dogs and that you love Miss Independent simply because she has "her own thing" has. Thanks guys. Was a really cool time with you!