In term of my morning routine, nothing changed. I am still feeling crippled with jet lag, causing me to get tired at random hours of the day. But yeah, its the cost you pay when you leave one place and travel to a whole new territory with so many things to do that you get even wrap your head around it. I mean honesty, I love it here. But back to the main topic. Besides my hunger draw trip to a nearby doughnut shop, everyone was topically the same. Except this time we were on our own. We getting to get accustomed to the transit line well enough to the point that we are able to navigate them by ourselves. After class, instead of doing anything big right away I decide to go back to the hostel and rest up for a little bit. Good thing I did to, because I was going to need it.
After my quick two hour nap, I had enough energy to get up and do something. So I met up with some of my study abroad friends and started to brainstorm about ideas. We all agree that the best option was to attend to festival that, luckily for us, was down the street from our hostel. It was a type of shrine ceremony that involved several people carry a huge shrine and cart of people behind. The People were playing instruments from ceremonial drums to a lute. It seemed like everyone in the area knew the knew the song because everyone was clapping at the exact same part of the exact same beat. With the part finished, it was time to start the festival.
The Festival of nothing less than beautiful. Decoration lanterns hanging for what seemed to be miles and music that resonated through out the entire festival grounds. Large shines hosted up on huge pillars displayed in-front of thousands. I decide to indulge in the Japanese culture, because when in Rome... I traveled through the maze of vendors, trying out many type of food. One of my favorites was this type of Japanese sweet bread. For about 120 yen, you get this huge loaf of bread that is lightly coated in sugar. Well worth the 120 yen if you ask me. But food was not the only thing on mind. I had one goal that I set years prior to me going to Japan, and now was the best time to achieve that goal. I, after several years of patiently waiting, now own my very own Japanese Kimono. It is beautiful. In fact, it so beautiful that I wore it out of the store. It was fantastic. I walked down the festival streets in a Traditional style Kimono. Everyone was looking at me and giving me nods of approval. I also took several pictures with pic.
After the Festival, I went to get some Sushi with my Japanese buddies. The goal WAS to get sushi, but in Japan, your plans can change quickly. Instead to getting sushi around the Hostel, we ended up in Shibuya. This city is AMAZING with lack of a better word. It reminded me of like New York night life during a celebration. It was so busy. I loved it . Every corner had something new to it. If I had to compare it I would say it is like a large scale outdoor Mall. The night wasn't old, but sadly the transit lines were about to close. We had to either get to the train or caught a taxi and a taxi back to the hostel was out of the options. A long night desire a long sleep.
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