http://www.travelblog.org/Bloggers/generationk/ Travel adventures in journals and photos from generationk en-us Thu, 10 Dec 2009 08:28:59 +0000 Thu, 10 Dec 2009 08:28:59 +0000 I was standing in Yokohama Station waiting. Waiting holding my breath.She looked at me not understanding. Her mind finally caught up with ears and her eyes flew wide open.She had not been expecting it.She leaned forward.She opened her mouth to respondhellipIt was August 7 2009. I had roughly a week and a half left in Japan. It was a Friday.I smiled uneasily as I left work my oblivious c http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Roppongi/blog-452774.html The morning after my 4 night 3 day bingefest was matte gray. Instead of the glaring Japanese sun greeting my hungover body the sky was swathed in clouds. In a maddening reflection of this countryrsquos inhabitants the precipitation was just enough so the weather was teetering on raining but not quite enough to warrant an umbrella.I sighed. I had been one of those indecisive fucks until la http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Kokubunji/blog-451794.html I told UV the whole story. Everything. Met at Tachikawa Fireworks Festival. Started getting feelings in Montreal.Met again in Calgary. Ten up and down days. Defeat.Met again in Japan. My feelings rekindle. Hot Girl debacle.It had taken the better part of half an hour and I felt a little relieved. I had never told anyone the whole story and though the weight on my shoulders hadn't eased up http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Ueno/blog-442611.html Read Day 1 activities here.Read Day 2 activities here.Read Day 3 activities here and here.I was drowsily roused from sleep by two girls whispering about my shirt.ldquoThatrsquos a pretty funny Tshirt.rdquoldquoNo eww itrsquos gross.rdquoldquoNo donrsquot you get the jokerdquoldquoOf course Irsquom not like stupidhelliprdquoI was probably awakened by this enlighten http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Ueno/blog-441086.html Read Day 1 activities here.Read Day 2 activities here.This story is continued from Day 3.The ldquochugging a tall boy of ChuHi in front of 711rdquo scene in front of me abruptly slams into a raging Jparty at a bar.Drunk JBoys are hopping around hot JGirls are posting at the bar a crazy techno beat was shaking the entire place and all this in a space smaller than most American bathrooms. http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Shibuya/blog-434185.html Read Day 1 activities here.Read Day 2 activities here.The next morning drifted in through the heavily curtained floor to ceiling hotel windows. Miraculously neither Kang 2.0 or I were hungover but the fact that we woke up in each otherrsquos arms was testament to the amount of alcohol consumed.I lazily smiled at the ceiling. I guess this is the first hit of the season ignoring intrasquad tr http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/blog-433117.html If yoursquore offended by anything donrsquot read further.Yoursquore all going to fucking read it anyway cuz yoursquore curious but donrsquot say I didnrsquot warn youhellipRead Day 1 Activities here.I resisted the vile urge to sniff my finger tiptoed to the bathroom and spent the next 30 minutes washing my hands under scalding water until I had used up half a bar of soap. With m http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Chuo/blog-425007.html As you can tell from my last entry work sucks. But it makes partying that much better. Because it puts you in perpetual ldquofuck itrdquo mode on weekends.Fuck It Mode is a state of completely not caring how hard you party. Usually it happens when something extreme happens the love of your life just married someone else go to the bar go into ldquoFuck It Moderdquo and then try to d http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Roppongi/blog-422301.html I have a real job now.Not having a job has many downsides all rooted in money but there are some perks. You actually wake up at a decent time. You exercise. You eat. You get sun. You meet people. You talk to people. You have time to pursue hobbies. You go to sleep at your convenience.You basically have a life.What I have now is a job. A job in a bank. A job in an international bank. A http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Roppongi/blog-419141.html Where did my morals go Where did my sweeping resolve go What happened to resolute promises I made with myselfA quote from a few months agoI vowed after then to never follow the 5man rotation philosophy when properly chasing a girl.Now a quote from my lastest entryFourth ace. Acquired.Gone.Gone was this deep vow I made after a heart wrenching and empty plane ride back to America. Itrsquo http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Roppongi/blog-417331.html I woke up to shivering cold and blinding sun.My body and mind took a while to react. Why the fuck was I so cold yet the sun was blazing so hotThen I heard the crash of a wave and water lapped around my feet. What the fuck I sat uphelliphellipand half the beach was gone. The ocean was a mere few feet away.It felt surrealhellipwhat the fuck was going on I had slept a good 20 feet a http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/blog-413667.html Financial woes.I mentioned it briefly in the past entry though all of you glossed over it to get to the good stuff but I am fucking in the shitcan.Socially my life is as good as it gets considering my financial situation. I have this Busty Girl texting me nonstop Alisa 2.0 and Chiaki are waiting in the wingshellipit doesnrsquot get much better. Three prospects at one timeLook I don http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Kanagawa/Fujisawa/blog-412997.html Continued from the previous entry...I was prodded awake by a security guard. Apparently there was a camera in the elevator and he had viewed my epic collapse on a TV screen.Due to Japanese efficiency he had woken me up not 5 minutes after I had found a comfortable spot on the elevator floor. Sometimes I wish I were in another countryhellipthen I realized I wasnrsquot getting mugged raped http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Tokyo/Shibuya/blog-409672.html After a long drive from Montreal where the highlight was listening to baseball highlights repeated at ldquoevery 20 40 and on the hourrdquo for 8 straight hours I finally arrived in New York City.Irsquove never missed New York Cityhellipsure I bitch about how other cities never stack up or I sometimes I really hanker for a real bagelpizzaskyline but New York City is somewhere Irsqu http://www.travelblog.org/Asia/Japan/Chiba/Narita/blog-408388.html We tried to make the conversation sound normal. Our usual plethora of racist jokes sarcastic remarks and good natured ribbing.But our laughter was a tad overeager while our banter remained underwhelming. Pretty soon the talk shifted to a distant gaze as newly graduated students strutted proudly by in their caps and gowns.I had graduated a day earlier. I was driving back to New York City the n http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Canada/Quebec/Montreal/blog-405963.html After my brief foray into soldier play I managed to launch a short offensive before her friend rang her doorbell. I was satisfied. I had a standup double in a random white girlrsquos room and a sliding double at the club with Christal. 2 for 2 with 2 doubles.I picked up my shirt and retied it around my head to head out.ldquoWait can I get your name or somethingrdquoI turned back at the http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Canada/Quebec/Montreal/Saint-Laurent/blog-399967.html After some deliberation Irsquove come to a decision Thanks for the support. I think Irsquoll continue writing for now. Most of my stories will now be private.And fuck the haters.This story if a continuation of three entries ago this one.After a barrage of singles and doubles in the club me and Christal Champagne were ready to start the longer hits but we ran into a recurring problem w http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Canada/Quebec/Montreal/blog-398757.html I started this blog close to 2 years ago to keep a few of my close friends connected with my shenanigans as I tore through Canada and Japan.My first few entries were short bullet point highlights of my week. There was no storyhellipno development of charactershellipno embedded metaphorshellipjust a list of the bare facts so I could remember them for later. I had 3 readers my friends Tedd http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Canada/Quebec/Montreal/blog-394526.html Edit Had to repost this cuz Travelblog screwed up the photos and deleted them all from the server...Check out this entry. Itrsquos written by my friend Teddy whorsquos mentioned all over this blog and his style is a lot more refined than the inyourfuckingface style I employ. The entry aptly describes my boring summer in Texas while also putting some closure on the Chiaki situation the http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-389736.html Heavy bass was rippling my clothes my eardrums were hammered by rhythmic thumping and the darkness I saw before me was sporadically speared by rays of lighthellipWhatI was dancing.WhereIn a club.I thought about calling someone to piece together my nighthellipbut itrsquos hard to reach in your pocket dial a number and start speaking when yoursquore reeling drunk yoursquore in a club http://www.travelblog.org/North-America/Canada/Quebec/Montreal/blog-386593.html