After a crazy fun day of chasing noodles in Ohira, it was time to get back to Tokyo. We left Ohira at 6pm and were in our various airbnbs in Tokyo at 8pm. I was rooming with a few of my favourite friends and we had a really lovely – though small apartment. We spent a few hours chatting, pregaming, showering, more pregaming and getting ready for what was going to be our big Saturday night partying in Tokyo.
Tokyo was not prepared for how #mirozinjapan were going to party that night.
We got to the meetup point in Roppongi hills at 10/10:30 a bit lit and full of excitement. We walked in our large group to the clubbing area passing the tens of Nigerian club promoters trying to entice us into their different clubs on that strip.
Finally, we found the spot that we would call home for the next few hours. In bold letters, the sign read, “All you can drink at 1000 Yen (~$10)
Unfortunately, it was already 11pm and the all you can drink offer was until 11:30pm. We knew that teamwork would be needed to ensure that our $10 was recouped. All hands on deck!
You get the rum, you the redbulls!! Go! Go! Go!
We got greedy. All ~19 mirozinjapan formed a Henry Ford esque production line from the bar to the table…Every 2 seconds, a drink was being passed down the line to whoever needed it. We realized that we needed a base to operate from/put our drinks. In a fashion that can only be explained by the 1884 Berlin conference and the subsequent Scramble for Africa, we laid claim to various tables – which just like Africa – might have been occupied….Not our shining moment, but half an hour, 10s of drinks to consume between us, we were scrambling and there had to be some casualties. Soon we had a few tables between us and a forest of drinks in front of us.
“It’s not yet 11:30! More – order more drinks!”
And this is why this will go down in history as one of those nights of blurry memories, frantic dancing and pure revelry.
Some of the rest of the night’s activities include going to a bar next door to take shots with Natsuno, spending hours later walking through one of Japan’s funniest supermarkets at 4am– Don Quixote – that sells everything from baby clothes to sex toys to hundreds of flavors of kit-kat (green tea, wasabi etc.)
We are sure that we got home in one piece, because we woke up in our Airbnb the next afternoon- all set for the giant party/picnic Natsuno throws annually for around 200 people in Yoyogi park.