|Sunday night antics: a small squid landed on my tights|
In June, I have toned it down on the big all-nighters and instead have chosen to spend quality time with friends, and indulge on some tasty eats and early evenings spent outside. The nights are warm enough to sit outdoors on the curb without getting chilly, and I've been liking the balmy summer evenings spent with friends in this jungle of a city.
June was kicked off with First Friday Harajuku, a monthly event that takes place in the narrow winding streets of Harajuku, every first Friday of the month. The event is a gallery hop and art walk, as well as fashion and culture walk. On the occasion, select shops feature DJs and performers, and offer free drinks and promotions. It's a great way to browse some of Harajuku's most unique shops and art galleries, and to hear the local talents. And well, free drinks on a Friday night is the best incentive to not go straight home and crash.
Another Tokyo favourite of mine, Hindu Love, is back (sans Prince Ness) and is now called simply Hindu, but the music remains just as fun and upbeat and I can't wait for the next one.
I've also been enjoying going out on Sunday nights, which is the best way to end the weekend and start a (sometimes not so) fresh week, as it really beats the Sunday night gloom. I've been working very hard lately, and feel like I can't have as much fun as I wish, but the Sunday nights out, occasional burgers and karaoke are essential to keep me in good spirits.
And it all pays off, in the end, doesn't it?
|First Friday Harajuku|
|DJ booth inside 55DSL shop, fun beats|
|Skateboarder inside 55DSL shop|
(you know how much I love those boys)
|Time for some browsing with the boys|
|The turntables of Hindu|
|Rob and Gui forever Hindu masters|
|A rejected name for Hindu Love|
|My signature cat, which I drew on the provided canvas|
|Gorgeous fashionista Maria|
|Forever framed, the best Hindu Love poster of all|
|I was introduced to Gogyo ramen in Nishi-Abazu|
and I've been dreaming of it ever since
|Goma tonkotsu black ramen|
the tastiest I've ever had, surpasses Ippudo
|Eloise was visiting from Australia!!|
We ate at Chinese Café Eight in Shinjuku
|Tom (personifying appropriateness) and Eloise|
|Gordon has been working out|
(he got this for ¥100)
|Sunday night ended at a low budget karaoke in Meidaimae. |
I was skeptical, but the 9/11s impressed me once again.
|Can you guess which song we rocked?|
Hint: it's not a latin one.