Russian around town

Saturday was a huge day. We joined in on one of the biggest yearly festivals in Tokyo, in Asakusa. It reminded me of an outdoor Asian version of the Old City in Jerusalem, where there are walking corridors of pushy people browsing and shopping. The shopping was fruitful, I have tons of trinkets and bullshit toys for everyone! You know you want one, don't deny the junk of Japan :) But seriously, I found a cool knife maker shop thinger ma-jinger. Got some cool Japan originals and the keepers sat on the floor in front of you and sharpened the knives right there before you take them home. HOT! As for food, well it's festie food, for the US that is hot dogs, churros, snowcones, pretzels w/mustard, and some random ethnic foods. For Japan, festie foods are like squid bits or entire baby squids in a ball of cheesy like dough topped with fish flakes and served in a box of 6. Like you would ever eat 6 of these things...but um, yeah, who am I to judge? It was...different. (come back for pictures later tonight) Well after dropping a few hundred dollars, tens of thousands of Yens, and purchasing my first kimono, we took our bags, broken feet, gummy residue in our teeth from the squid back to the hotel to meet the Russian. Karpeisky arrived at 7pm, half asleep, ready to roll. And it had begun...