Went clubbing this weekend for our friends Caitlin and Olga's shared birthday bash. We started the night at our favorite Tokyo hotspot... Muse. Creatures of comfort, we are! Come to think of it, we rarely go to any other clubs.
broke out the typical weird dance moves
managed to take a nice photo!
This dude, Masa, is not the brightest but he's a sweetheart. Since we always go to Muse, we've slowly become friends with him (and another bartender, Ryuki!). Since it was probably the last time we'd see him we took a nice, blurry farewell photo.
We strayed from Muse and went club hopping to Roppongi. Unfortunately Muse is in Nishi-Azabu so it's kind of far from Roppongi Crossing, which is where the majority of the night clubs are.
It was Saturday night so most clubs were rammed with sweaty foreigners and drunk salarymen but we managed to find a nice, empty, air-conditioned space to dance our hearts out for a bit. Since this particular club was empty we were able to request songs to the DJ
After the empty club, we headed to a club called Kingston.. lots of reggae music and foreigners.
Since it was the last night of clubbing for us, we made a pit stop at Esprit (a club we'd been to before that gives out packets of mouthwash in the bathroom!). Unfortunately we were too late, the mouthwash was all gone. Fortunately, we managed to take a picture with a stripper/club promoter!
After failing to get mouthwash we quickly left Esprit and headed towards McDonalds so that Sophie could get her egg mcmuffin... only we had to wait for the breakfast menu to start at 5am.. While sitting outside we made some friends with a couple of ruffians... oddly enough we had a pleasant chat with them since they weren't trying to pick us up with the 'Where from?' line that most Japanese men use to start conversations with foreigners.
Slightly delirious and dying on the train ride home.... at 5:30am!
We were just being the typical loud and obnoxious foreigners
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