faux Irish pub.
Lonely Planet is great when it comes to maps, essentials, and general write-ups on a city. But I've found that when it comes to nightlife, the guide books only go so far. Nightlife is trendy, and bars and clubs come and go in big cities faster than travel writers can keep up. But I had to start somewhere, and with LP describing the Roppongi neighborhood as the best place where gaijin and locals mix, I rolled onto the subway and cruised down.
It was windy and cold in Tokyo, and I was under-dressed. After getting lost for the hundredth time and chilled to the bone, I decided to throw out some "Irish bar wa doko des ka?" to passer-bys. They pointed me back the way I came, and suddenly I stumbled on a broad boulevard filled with bars and people. This was it. I walked into the first hole that said Guinness. As with many night spots in Japan, it was on an upper floor and tiny. 3 Japanese people looked up at me. Two were working behind the bar. I said "Woo-hoo! Happy St Patty's Day!"
|Not sure what we played, but we WON!!!
I made friends with a guy and girl, and we wandered around to a few other places. Apparently Earthquake Holiday was still pretty fresh, the girl hadn't built up enough tolerance for St Patty's day yet. After a shot of Jeigger at 1am, her eyes started de-focusing like Paris Hilton, and that was that. Her guy friend chucked her in a taxi and I was left in a smoky empty pub, listening to old Madonna tunes. Ahhh, another successful holiday overseas!!!
(to be cont.)