good morning everyone…. just got back from kobe and osaka… it was crazy fun. very tired though. basically… all the JETS that are recontracting for the second year, went to either tokyo or kobe for a 3 day training seminar. I took off the friday before the weekend last week to get in some sightseeing at osaka. Here is a rundown of what i did…..
day 1 – friday….
arrived at osaka umeda station by bus… 6 in the morning. slept on the bus on the floor… with my recent back problems the seat was useless… so i had to lay down on the floor of the bus and just slept there. 6 am… still tired… what to do? naturally… i slept in a park… on a bench… for a good solid 4 hours. woke up… hit the gym… went out… picked up girls and had some fun… nightclubs and such… till midnight….
met a nice girl… went out with her… had some fun till the next day.

day 2 saturday
next morning……. went to pick up my stuff from a locker… and… passed out on… yet another bench in the middle of the train station. woke up when people started walking around… grabbed a taxi over to the nearest park… and… slept on the grass… put a towel under me of course to avoid bugs. woke up around 1 pm… well rested… went to a sauna… got changed… cleaned up… and put on my spankin suit. hit the town again. walk walk walk. pickups galore… got 5girls numbers… threw them away (i am only in town for a few days… just practicing though). did get two highschool girls to show me around town a bit though… that was fun. night… well… gotta keep some things secret.

day 3 sunday
yet again… woke up in a stranger’s house… went to locker… get stuff… sleep in a park some more… wake up at lunch… eat… shower… and go out again. a bit more relaxed… bougth a new camcorder… harddrive based… good stuff. met a girl who is scaredof me raping her… still managed to convince her to let me stay at her place that night…cheaper and better rest… and she lived right next to the hotel where the convention would be the next day.

day 4 monday – convention
had to check into hotel… kind of useless since i probably wont use the room much… had the convention. it was nice… i mean… i learned some things… and contemplated my future….
big thing that night? i went out to get some nooky. in this case i wanted a blowjob from a fuzoku girl (preferably pink salon)… now they are called “sexy cabaret” in japan… and you apparently DO NOT get blowjobs anymore… just a handjob…. with your pants still on. you also get to touch boobies. that sucked! cost me 7,000 yen! (70$) very upset with that. so… when i finished… i was upset and had a major hardon…. the girl gave me her number… which i doubt i will use for the obvious reasonthat she is a paid handjob artist! the manager asked me how it was… i told him the truth… and asked him if he knows any proper health bars or pink salons… he said… SURREEEE!!! but they dont take foreigners. great. but… he tried. he goes up to one… that he knows the manager of. asks… and i get rejected. Both managers discuss the situation… and feel sad that they cannot let me in… so they start asking another one… and then in turn that manager reluctantly says he has to follow the rules… but… wants to help me find one. over the course of 2 hours… i was walking through sannomiya in kobe… with about 13 suits-wearing health bar managers… all on cell phones trying to find a good place that will take a foreigner to give me a blow job. THIS WOULD NEVER HAPPEN IN THE STATES!!! A COMPANY TRYING TO HELP OUT A CUSTOMER SO MUCH AS TO TAKE HIM TO OTHER ESTABLISHMENTS… i was also so shocked that they wouldnt just let me into their own establishment as they obviously felt i was a “nice guy” most of them gave me their personal cell phone numbers and said for us to hang out. obviously the fear of their owners or other mafia scared them too much…. ultimately… none was found. they even asked one of their own girls that was going to work if she would “do me” before work hours…. she replied that she was just going to see friends and not working tonight… then she saw i was a foreigner… and was freaked out. she said “why does he need it?” why indeed.
ultimately… i was left with a bunch of phone numbers from mafiosos and a hardon to go home and … well… share a room with another male. interesting night though.

day 5 tuesday convention
went to the meetings and such… headed out with my friend Luke to osaka. turns out he didnt like it sooooo much. he was kind of bored with the way i manage my “friend” time. i think he is right to think so and will resolve to change this.
as far as the interesting stuff that night? hit some clubs… now remember… osaka is a good 40 min from the hotel…….
hit a hiphop club first. i was the ONLY foreigner in the club. one of the concert rappers comes up to me… and says “you stole my drink!”

I was drinking water. impossible. I just assume he is drunk… and laugh and walk away… he grabs my arm and says in japanese “are you creating bad feelings?” this is the equivalent of “you fuckhead! I am talking to you!”

as soon as he grabbed my arm… i turned around and socked him. right in the jaw. He staggered back and his friends turned to me…. in shock. I didnt wait for a reaction. I bolted towards the door. one of his friends was in my way… still staring at his friend with blood on his face. I kicked him right in the crotch… he keeled over… and i ran out of the club… for a good solid 5 min… to make sure no one followed me. i was now lost. oh well. walking around….

found another club. went in… got picked up by two hostesses… one with a dragon tattoo all over her body…. sweet. we talked… and i went to breakfast with them. good day. as the sun rose… i hopped the 7 oclock train back to the hotel… for the meetings that day…

day 6 wednesday convention…
tired as all bejeegles… i stumbled into the first meeting smelling of beer, marijuana, cigarettes, and cologne. by the way… the ONLy smell that is from my own self… was the cologne… i dont drink or do any drugs including smoking. my companions however… are different stories.
anyway… so i stumble into the meeting… .”global language teaching as a business” sounds interesting? my instinct as usual… is to sit in front of the class… right in front of the speaker so i can get a goof view and ask questions…. smart guy huh? yeah. forgetting that i smell like marijuana and am dead tired…. i sit in front of him… and pass out into a peaceful slumber 5 minutes into this 2 hour meeting. Next thing i know… i am jolted awake. I look at my watch… i slept for a good hour…. ONE FREAKIN HOUR!!!! why did i wake up? i woke myself up. by snoring. again…. in front of the speaker! i didnt even bother apologising… i just got up and left. my lord…i am an ass. i feel sooo bad for what i did. i should have at least had the decency to sit in the back or not even come at all…. but i sat in the first row… and snored right through his speech.

i immediately got the bus home… got home… and fell asleep ….

all in all… a GREAT time had by me myself and I.