I have successfully infiltrated the Hakodate Comfort Inn common area and am currently interloping their continental breakfast.

Hokkaido night train.

Finally, after weeks of sleeping in pine boxes, on floors, and upon the edges of tilted bar stools, I’ve secured a place for 2 weeks that has a fucking desk.

A desk. And a secure WiFi connection. And a poster of famed pornstar Hoshino Aki. Time to get to work.

Finally, after weeks of sleeping in pine boxes, on floors, and upon the edges of tilted bar stools, I’ve secured a place for 2 weeks that has a fucking desk.

A desk. And a secure WiFi connection. And a poster of famed pornstar Hoshino Aki. Time to get to work.

Ran into my dude Disko G. at total random the other day in Ueno station, which was weird because I run into him all the time in Vancouver, and neither of us were aware that we would be in Tokyo at the same time.  

Our cosmically-ordained meeting resulted in us getting drunk in a shitty izakaya at 3am, where we talked with a pissed-up wrestling journalist who had some really creepy theories about milk’s relationship to sex.

Ran into my dude Disko G. at total random the other day in Ueno station, which was weird because I run into him all the time in Vancouver, and neither of us were aware that we would be in Tokyo at the same time.

Our cosmically-ordained meeting resulted in us getting drunk in a shitty izakaya at 3am, where we talked with a pissed-up wrestling journalist who had some really creepy theories about milk’s relationship to sex.