Phallic

I woke up and had options. I could go with Brian on an indefite walk around the Mita area in Tokyo or I could go with Beau, Blake's friend, to the Penis Festival. The choice was obvious. Legend has it that in a small village in Japan a woman was possesed by a vagina demon, after the demon claimed the manhood of two youths, a blacksmith created an iron penis effectivly breaking the demons teeth and freeing the woman from a lifetime of ridicule. After grabbing a quick lunch at Dean and Deluca and meeting Casey, Beau's brother and Karrya, beau's kiwi girlfriend, we arrived at the penis parade to chanting men carrying large phallic statues.

Then we went to Harajuku to watch girl's stand around in costumes. Oh and guess who else likes Japan, John Mayer. That's right, John Mayer loves us. After that brief encounter I had a bunch of octopus balls fried in batter, they taste better than they sound, and then took a short nap in the adjacent park.

We all went out to dinner for okonomiyaki, fried batter with ingredients, and enjoyed my meat lovers while sitting with three vegetarians. Apparently there's an art to creating the perfect okonomiyaki, and I failed miserably. Everyone else's looked like pancakes, mine looked like a retarded omelette. Great conversation, great people and good food, who could ask for anything more? How bout three high school Japanese girls who kept looking at Casey and I? Yeah.