We got back from Fukuoka, and the placed FUK'ed us up. We didn't do much that day but take our 6 hour train ride back to Tokyo that Saturday. As soon as we arrived we didn't do a thing. Checked in at the Villa Fontaine again then went on a Mos Burger food binge. We also picked up some Family Mart chicken on the way out. As tempting as the legs were that night, it wasn't a wise decision to go out, so we rested up for the next final day in Tokyo. We hit Shibuya station bright and early trying to scramble for the last of what we could see in this wonderland, which was quite a bit. Massive crazy crosswalks in that area and more shopping on acid. It was Sunday so Yoyogi park was poppin, saw a hip hop show, some dancing 50s, and some freaks along the way. Made our way towards Harajuku to pick up a doner kebab, pay a visit to Ken, visit some bike shops, and pick up some last minute gear. Later in the evening we hit the Hard Rock in Roppongi because we had to wait on our seats at the udon joint across the way. Headed back to the Hard Rock after dinner where we met Nick, an Aussie traveler whose extended his trip twice because he was having to much fun. Don't know how he did considering he was rolling solo. Nick joined us for a beer at this pirate burger joint after the Hard Rock. Between the walk of both places, we were offered two be rubbed off on two seperate occasions, and the typical Nigerian slanging titties. It was a good night and how else would it have ended with out some Family Mart chicken. The shit hit the fan that night at 3am when we hit two different Family Marts and the chicken was no where to be found. We ended up one Family Mart and settling on microwavable burgers and strange burritos, that we would later regret the following day. We also managed to stick around the dirty mag. section in the Family Mart and would say weren't the most reserved tourists at 3am. The register dude probably wanted to kill Nate and I. Apologies Family Mart register dude. Here are the pics.
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