Sendai Party

In the evening we trailed the red light district attempting to find a restaurant that fitted the bill of having room and being one we had a discount coupon for. Jo and I didn't mind at all, as they left us standing on a street corner while they went to try and find one, so we got to spend a long time watching the men with big hair and badly fitting suits trying to sell their lap dancing women. Basically they pick on poor random men walking down the street and show them a "menu" of girls and try to convince them to go to the bar. We found the whole thing highly entertaining (and that was before we had drunk any alcohol at all!). It is something we have noticed that the men here just don't fit suits properly at all. They are always too big in the shoulders giving them the effect of a kid on their first day in big school.

So eventually we did find a restaurant and drank a lot and didn't eat enough to compensate. Afterwards we went back to Ryoko's house. On the train we got accosted by two drunk men who wanted to practice English. There is a switch when you cross the Iwate southern border and gaijin women go from being something very scary to something interesting. It is a little unnerving at first.

Other than that we didn't sleep quite enough and spent a small fortune on books.