Walking To Death

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We opened the day with a breakfast of champions: Yoshinoya, which is basically a Japanese McDonald's, super cheap, super fast, super delicious, probably not good for you.
I had the beef bowl with green onions and egg, Laura had the beef bowl, with a side of Miso and a side of kimchi.


After this filling breakfast we made our way to Tanaka, a neighborhood about 2km away from our hotel, renown for its many cemeteries and shrines.



The Tanaka cemetery is yuuge, like 25+ acres ( https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yanaka_cemetery ) and beautiful. As seen in the pictures above.

Being that we could read absolutely nothing, it was a little more contemplative then other cemeteries wandered through. The "ancestor worship" practiced here means the stones were very well kept, with many of them adorned with fresh flowers and a lingering scent of incense.

If you look closely you'll also spot r first Japanese kitty to be identified, a kinda sickly, very loud cemetery calico. Laura wouldnt, let me pet her though.

We popped out of the other side of the cemetery, crossed a rail station and came upon the Yanaka Ginza.

This was a shopping street leading down hill. This was also the densest foreign tourist area we had seen so far. We stopped at a little bakery for these dough-tubes. They were kinda like a churro, but instead of fried, baked. They were good, and at 155JPY we should have eaten more of them.

The shopping street dumped us into Bunkyo university area, at this time we were ready to head back for lunch.

Unfortunately we took a wing turn somewhere, and continued on that wrong turn for atleast 2km, ent up seeing far more of these neighborhoods than we intended, but we made it back and had an early dinner, or supper? I dunno, we got ramen

Firstly the neighborhood immediately surrounding this place was a sort of red light district, there were a bunch of Thai Massage places, and businesses looking for Philippino talent. It was 4 in the afternoon so there was no one around and everything was closed, except for this ramen shop. Laura pointed out they have the dipping noodle style ramem, as she knows in not a fan of the overly brother soups. We pop in clearly the only people in there. I prefer the spicy, laura orders the regular. It took a little while get to us, by no means too long, but the staff apologized for the untimeliness.

I looked at the bowl of broth, I d initially concerned at how oily it was, but all concerns, apprehensions and any unpleasant feelings were abolished upon first bite. It was one of the best things I have ever eaten. I honestly cannot think of a meal that was better than this. It was perfectly spicy and oniony and garlicy and porky. It was everything I didn't know I needed. Upon finishing the bowl I was quite literally intoxicated. People throw around food drunk way too frequently. I felt so good after this ramen.

And just like every other mind -altering substances we crashed, hard. We fell asleep at like 1730. And subsequently woke up at 0500.

So I am blog updating, laura is researching where to watch the WORLD SERIES cause apparently the cubs are playing. And I will wander around akihabara looking for Gundams...