Misadventure In Tokyo

Oh Victor... what did you get yourself into?

Seriously... yesterday night, between the times of 10:00pm-3:30 am are nothing to me.

Not even a blur or a foggy memory... there is no recollection of what happened at all during that time.

It's basically like I was asleep... my brain was obviously running... but nothing was documented and saved in my conscious.

I found pictures on my iPhone... so, I know that I was awake during that time... but, seriously... nothing...

So, let me take you to what happened.

We went to an izakaya (Japanese bar) to get our drink on while we waited to hit the club. They had very very cheap nomihodai (all-you-can-drink) so, we took advantage of two hours of unlimited drinking.

You can now see how I got into the state that I was in.

So, I remember going to the bathroom and setting up to put on my costume... since none of us where going to dress up until we hit the club. So, I put on some nights and two undershirts. I was going to go dressed as a mummy... I friggin' bought like $40 worth of medical bandage wrapping. It was going to be awesome and I was really excited.

Except... next thing I know... I "wake" up freezing my ass off... sitting at a random parking lot in Tokyo. I was with 7 people at the izakaya... yet, at that moment... at 3:30 in the morning... I was sitting alone... not in my costume. I have no idea when we left the izakaya... nor if I made it to the club... NOR WHERE THE FUCK I EVEN WAS?!?!?

Why was I even at a parking lot... none of us had a car... so, I obviously didn't have any reason to be at a parking lot.

A group of girls spot me and ask if I was okay. I force a smile and said that I was just fine.

I get up... and just start walking aimlessly. After 5 minutes... I guess my mind starts functioning again and I use my iPhone to find out where I am. Man, iPhone... best invention EVARRRRRRRRR!

I realize I'm a good walk away from Shibuya station... so, I decide to head that way. Seemed pretty easy... but, I apparently was still pretty drunk so, heading to the station took longer that it should've. I don't know how long I walked for... but, at the same time... I didn't really care since I would have to wait until the trains to begin running anyway. So, in a way... I guess I was happy to be wasting time and keeping warm by actually moving.

So, I look at the map again... and it seems like I'm heading in the opposite direction from the station. However, in my drunken state and due to the fact that I couldn't keep my eyes focused or my body still enough to take a good look at the map... I wasn't really sure. I see this Japanese dude walking my way and I asked him where the station was. He points me in the right direction and walks off. He then looks back and begins speaking to me in English... asking me where I'm from and stuff like that. He then asks me for money... I was like... huh? Sure!

Why the fuck did I agree... I don't know... but, at that point... why question my motives. I friggin' woke up in a parking lot after all.

So, as I take out my wallet... he asks me for 1-man yen (uh... that's basically like $100). I'm just glad I had enough sense to say no at that point. I was like... uh, no... that's too much money. He tries telling me that he needs to get home and needs money... and I tell him... yeah, well I need to get home too. I'm 3 hours away from home... so, I think I need that money more. I however, still give him 1000 yen instead (a little over $10). Why? I don't know... he thanks me... I felt a sense of accomplishment helping a dude out...

Yeah... he totally ripped me off... I know. He was sober... I was not. He took advantage... but, whatever... he'll have his time where he's judged and it'll come back to haunt him. But, I did my good deed of the month... year maybe.

So, I make it to the station and I'm all relieved. I only have to wait a few minutes for the station to open up... so, I sit down and rest a bit glad that I found my way to the station... thus, the hard part was done. All I had to do was go home... which would be a piece of cake...

... or so I thought. My misadventure does not stop there.

I hop onto the Yamanote line... which is basically one of the main train lines that circles all of Tokyo. I'm in Shibuya... and had to head to Ueno... pretty much a 30 minute train ride.

I looked at my shorts and noticed a vomit stain... all dried and coagulated. Great... I have to ride a train with vomit on me. At that point... I was like... the deed is done... nothing I could do about it... and I fell asleep.

I suddenly stir awake... and you know what I hear. The next fucking stop is Shibuya!!!!! Yes... Shibuya! The place I had left from. I fucking fell asleep without waking up once... I made a complete circle around Tokyo. Who knows what people thought of me... this corpse with vomit on his shorts... to think I used to laugh at people passed the fuck out on trains drunk out of their minds...

I take a deep breath... and calm myself down. I apparently didn't learn my lesson... and fell asleep again. Luckily, this time I was semi-conscious and caught on that I was almost at my stop... so, I kept awake.

I get off and buy an express ticket to make it back home. I get on the train and sit down. It was 7 in the morning at that point. My ride home would last me like an hour and a half-ish. So, what do I do? I fall asleep again.

I wake up... guess what time it is... 8:36! I slept through my stop... FUCKING AGAIN!!!!! I seriously was a complete mess. How did I not stir awake for a whole hour and a half. With the way my luck was running... I woke up just as we were leaving a station... so, I had to wait 15 minutes until the next station. I get off and catch the next train going back south... I was 30 minutes away from my town.

And wouldn't you know it... I fall asleep on the train again! What is wrong with me?!?!? However, I did make it to my stop... I freaked out because I thought we were still a lot of stops away... but, I actually woke up the station before my stop. So, I made it a point to stay awake.

And, that's where it all ends... what a mess... what a waste (in the sense that I don't remember anything and didn't even put on my costume)... what A MISADVENTURE!

It's quite the tale... or so I think. Hopefully that won't happen to me again... or anytime soon at the very least. Thinking back on it all... I'm very lucky... so much could've gone wrong... but, somehow... I had a guardian angel guiding me... though, with all the trouble I still managed to get in... maybe my guardian angel was a bit inebriated as well.

And that, my friends... is my Misadventure in Tokyo!