The Drunk Train
We went to visit a Real Apartment this evening. One of Patrick’s classmates invited us over for drinks, it was a good evening.
I had almost forgotten what a kitchen or bathroom looked like.
Unfortunately, the problem with living in a Real Apartment, it seems, is that one’s neighbours are a little… anti-fun.
We were not loud, and were playing music only at the volume it could be easily talked over, but apparently, this is too loud at 10.30pm on a Friday evening. There were numerous complaints, for each of which the music was turned down further, until eventually the police arrived and we were ushered out.
Unfortunately for everyone in the building who hadn’t already been woken by our conversation, someone accidently leant against the alarm button when we squished into the lift on our way out.
There was no telling who it was, as like all Tokyo elevators, there was an alarm button on each side of the doors, plus one at bottom height on each wall.
Its not uncommon to find an elevator here stopping at every floor or to find the alarm suddenly sounding, as it is enormously difficult not to lean against all the buttons when they are attached to every flat surface possible.
Once we had ensured everybody in the neighbourhood was well and truly awake, we headed home.
Patrick and I were lucky enough to catch the Drunk Train. This is the last train of the evening, and seems to be reserved for drunks.
The crowd at the station was an interesting one, with not a single person able to stand up straight. The train itself travelled much slower than usual, and waited at each platform far longer than usual. We expect the driver was also drunk.
When we stopped off at the convenience store to buy our lunch for tomorrow, Patrick pointed out that the crowd of magazine-readers that is always gathered about at the magazine stand was still out in force.
Who stops by the convenience store at 1.30am on a Saturday morning to read a magazine?
There are some things about Tokyo we will never understand.












Comments
that was some evening you had. hope you guys are okay.
haha I think it was very interesting
Thanks for your concern Sophiagurl, it was, as Tracy guessed, quite an interesting evening!
I would feel really threatened if on a train full of drunks in Australia, but Japanese are generally far less rowdy when intoxicated.
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