Osaka Visit Redux
Okay so now I’m going to relay the story of the fun trip to Osaka. It all started with a rumor that Some Kansai Gaidai students were planning a huge trip to Osaka, where we would spend the whole night clubbing and come back when the dorms reopened at 7 in the morning. This sounded like a great idea to me (except for the fact that I had to meet my host family at 1pm the next day, but I figured I’d just be an angry hung over gaijin when I met them and confirm all their worst fears about black people). So, at around 9pm we left Hirakata, bound for a night out in Osaka. Truth be told as we were leaving I was already sleep, and I didn’t expect to make it very far that night. The club was called “pure” and I think it was somewhere near Namba, a really busy part of Osaka. It was 2500 yen to get in (around $25) and you got unlimited drinks. Let me repeat that, you got UNLIMITED DRINKS, any kind you want. Once I heard that, I made the promise to myself to completely crush this bar. Son, let me tell you, I haven’t had anything to drink this whole summer, and I made up for it all on this one night. The details are fuzzy but I would say that I probably had at least 10-12 drinks. It was serious business in there. But don’t let me fool you into thinking that I just stood at the bar and got fucked up. No, no, no. I danced my ass off. Literally, I looked back and was like, shit what happened to my ass. This was the first time ever for me that I danced so much that my arms hurt (usually it’s just the legs). Actually, let me rephrase that, this was the first time that I danced so much that my soul hurt. I’m pretty sure that I lost a couple years of my life from that shit. But who needs the sunset years anyway. I set a personal record by making out with 3 chicks, as well as…some other things. Let’s just say it was happier than the other night in Osaka, featuring me, three Japanese porn tapes and a box of tissues (Japanese porn is complete shit, by the way). Anyway, by the time we left the bar the sun was up outside, and I was ready to just pass out on the train. And I even had like 5 hours to sleep before I met my host family. But I’ll tell you about them tomorrow.
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