Day 3 Observations - Tokyo

- The hotel gave us traditional Japanese robes for bathrobes. If you think I didn't put one on and make everyone call me "Shogun," well, you just don't know me very well.

- Shi-BOO-YAH!

- In Ginza -- Tokyo's Fifth Avenue -- we saw an old man bow before a watch display at the Cartier store. And not just a little bow, a BIG noticable bow. Can't argue with his faith, though -- those watches were fantastic.

- Shibuya was amazing -- like Times Square on crack. Except that special Japanese crack that is smaller and more efficient and we won't get for another six months. Also, it was scary. We actually got rejected from a restaurant. Faced with the prospect of starvation and death, we finally found a conveyor belt restaurant. Problem solved, right? No. You still had to order the food, and then they would place it on the conveyor belt. That doesn't help us at all! Why do they even need a conveyer belt? They could just give it to us! Anyhow, through the kindness of strangers, we managed to point and grunt our way to some of the best sushi I have ever had. Good times!

- There is something about the Japanese subway trains that is amazing soporific. The chairs are cushy, the rides are long, there's gentle back-and-forth motion .... oh, and EVERYONE else is sleeping. We missed our stop once, and Sue has fallen asleep on every single ride. Also good times.

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