Unlike the lovely US of A, Japan has no open container laws--it's perfectly acceptable to walk around the city (or sit by the river) drink in hand. We all had a couple of drinks, shared some snacks from the Lawson, and traded tales about our classes before heading to Sam & Dave. Sam & Dave takes up the 3rd and 4th floors of a building. The 3rd floor hosts the full bar (shown above) and a pool table or two; the 4th floor is home to the dance floor and a smaller bar. We got in for free with our student IDs (savings of 1000 yen for the ladies and 2000 yen for the gents!) and drinks weren't outrageous--between $5 and $7 for most. We danced the night away...literally.
This is what time we finally made it back to the I-House. We might have made it sooner, but a few people wanted to make a pit stop at McDonald's on the way. We'll definitely being doing that again! But maybe next time we'll stay out 'til the bars close (5:00am) and THEN cycle home...or perhaps we should splurge on a taxi, as a gang of foreigners cycling around in club attire at sunrise might draw unwanted attention. Cycling under the influence is a crime, after all.
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I'm loving this blog, yo!
I especially like the one about being foreign. Two days ago I saw two white people in my supermarket and had to strongly resist the desire to ask them what they're doing in Setouchi.
Keep on keeping on, dude! :)
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