After that, a trip to an English pub called the Pig �n Whistle was in order- because everyone who works there speaks English, and my coordinator wanted me to be a translator for awhile. Try explaining funny drink names to a pair of Japanese people sometime. It�s awesome. �Tequila Sunrise� is easy. �Irish Carbomb� is not.

While at the Pig, one of my foreigner crew buddies called me to let me know there was a party goin� on in Sanjo Keihan. Coincidence of the night, folks. So when Naomi and her friend wanted to go home, I stuck it out and strolled over to another Japanese restaurant (I was getting my fill of tradition today!) and met the Foreign Crew. We pondered for awhile over the menu, combining our Japanese skills like a giant fighting robot.