That afternoon we hit Machida for some last minute gift shopping. We also hit an arcade to kill time. The Japanese arcade is a much more modern affair than ours, with internet-connected machines enabling people from across the country to challenge each other. I helped someone with an easy win in Tekken 7 because I don't know how to block.
There was a festival going on that afternoon with a group dance contest in the main streets. That was fun. And good lord those pants.
One of the most common kinds of bikes is the basket plus child seat affairs. It's known colloquially as a mamachari, which translates to "mom chariot". So that's kawaii.
That night we ate at a proper izakaya, which is kind of a japanese tapas. You order many small plates that are intended to be eaten family style (so don't get too attached to your order!). I, as usual, ordered the weirdest things on the menu, which in this case was the baby fish and rice and also soba noodles covered with an omlet. Both were delicious. One secret to eating what you want in a family style situation is ordering something nobody else wants to eat.
A brief breakfast of Mr. Donut the next morning and we were off to the airport.
And then home. What a fantastic trip! But good lord am I tired.
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