Monday, May 21, 2012

We will never be the same...

I have been to Tokyo and Back.

Do words exist that accurately describe Tokyo? If they do, they are probably Japanese words with no translation into English. I have tried explaining to people what it's like. They look at me with confusion and the polite nod that means "I'm acknowledging that you're talking but I don't really understand what you are trying to say". My description of this place comes out flat, not nearly as rich and dimensional as the actual experience.

We stayed at the Grand Hyatt in Roppongi on the 10th floor. We had smoked salmon, salad, cereal, fresh fruit and cappuccino for breakfast. Thom and I tried to get some sight seeing in but most days were spent either sleeping, eating or preparing for the evening's festivities. Preparation consisted of Thom drinking beer and watching Japanese television while Aiko and I messed with our hair and makeup for hours.

The first night was the premiere of Dark Shadows directed by Tim Burton. Thom and I were lucky enough to walk the red carpet and annoy dozens of photographers. It was windy and cold but worth it. We watched Johnny and Tim do interviews, shake hands and sign autographs for fans dressed up like Barnabas and Angélique.

From that point, it turns into a blur: sake, whiskey, multiple trips to toy shops, glitter, lots of black lacy polyester clothing, tears, more whiskey, potatoes, babies, vampires, corsets, bunny ears, samurai, chanting, ramen, eye balls, Japanese language lessons, crispy pizza, kittens, monkeys, giant crabs, maids, glow sticks, facials, falls, Frank Zappa and Green Gargantua at Tokyo Tower.

It was quite an experience. Thank you to all my friends.

Photo by Derek Frey

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Passports, maps & red suitcases

Thom and I just returned from our trip to the Honolulu Passport Agency.

The adventure started out with breakfast at the famous Like Like Drive In. We ate eggs, potatoes and pancakes. We drank orange juice and coffee. I really like the sign they had out front. The sign was the best part.

We checked into our filthy room at the Pagoda Hotel, dropped off the red suitcase and ran out the door to meet up with my superhero friend Wilma and her boyfriend Steel for a nice drive along the coast.

That was day one. 

Day two, we stopped at ʻIolani Palace to pay our respects, only to find that the Hawaiian Kingdom was overthrown by a bunch of greedy businessmen back in 1893.

Consequently, no one was home.


After concluding our passport business with the feds, we took a stroll. We met a young boy along the way who filled us in on current events and told us where to purchase a map of Tokyo.

 


This is the most recent map I could find. It was printed in 1988, but I don't think much has changed in the last 24 years. 


We should have our passports by early next week.

Tokyo, here we come.