Sunday, June 21, with Perry

The rainy season does not disappoint in Tokyo. I bought an umbrella the day before, because hell would freeze over before I remembered to pack everything I need on a trip.

Perry had yet to buy one at this point. We went off to the Imperial Palace, overcast and all. In Japan, the world doesn't slow down during rainy weather. Perry and I felt tired all day. Maybe it's an aquired American feeling.

We walked all the way to the opposite corner from the entrance before it began to pour. Perry ended up having to buy an umbrella at the gift shop so we could get out of the park without getting too wet.

He joined me in Harajuku. Luckily, his arms are long. Initially, he held the umbrella just over his head. As we were shuffling across the street with dozens of other people, Perry made eye contact with a girl walking toward us whose umbrella was held at the same height as Perry's. Her face looked like this: o_o

The two of them were stuck with so many people around. It seemed like the only thing they could do was watch as they destroyed their umbrellas,  or worse, their eyes.

In slow motion, Perry raised his umbrella higher at the last second. The two crossed each other without a problem. But it was tense for a moment.

I was getting peopled out after leaving Harajuku so went off on my own to shop back in Ueno. Perry decided, after such a life-threatening event, to stay at the hotel and watch Netflix on his tablet.

Once I bought only the most critical necessities at Daiso, I ended up walking across the street to Hub, a British-themed pub. I ordered a light snack and a drink. I emailed Perry and he joined me.

We didn't stay long. We decided to walk back to the restaurant we were at last night. It is apparently an izakaya restaurant (not quite sure what that means yet. I could Google it, but I wanted to learn this without cheating). The owner came to see us again. We got there just before closing and had a drink. It was his favorite sake. We bought him a drink and he talked about living in Canada and his collection of action figures and models.

Before we left, he gave us an apron from his restaurant. It has the title of the restaurant and he seemed very exited to give it to us so we decided to keep it. We took a picture together next to one of his cases of action figures. It's a great picture except we're standing underneath the sign for the bathrooms. I think it may have been intentional though. In the picture he has his index finger pointing up.