This is a continuation of: Midnight adventure in Tokyo
It was the day after my arrival in Tokyo. I was getting ready and on the way out for another adventure alone when I received a text by Reza, letting me know that a group of them were heading to Nippori, (the textile town) that noon. Some of the students, including his mom wanted to buy fabrics to bring home, so he tagged along and suggested that we meet there.
Hish. Just when I’d hoped to get lost in the city.
We agreed to meet. I had no absolute plans for the day anyway. While they were on their way from Kofu (which is two hours away from Tokyo), I walked toward Asakusa (without a map!) from the hotel, to have sushi at my favorite place, Ganzo Sushi. Didn’t know where I was headed to, took a wrong turn until I decided to use Tokyo Skytree as a guide.
Hmm. Should be the right way.
As soon as I reached the Kaminarimon gate, I knew I was on the right path. Spotted the Azumabashi Bridge and there it was!
The restaurant was packed as it was lunchtime. The basic question asked when you enter a Japanese restaurant is:
“Irasshaimase! Nan-mei sama desu ka”
(Welcome! How many people are there?)
So simple but so awesome to be able to answer on my own behalf HAHAHA.
Sat at the back, beside a few American girls who brought their own mugs to the restaurant (Reza often mentions that the Americans like to do as they please wherever they are). Was on the lookout for the plates of sushi I love on the conveyor belt, but they were hardly there.
If you can’t see what you like on the belt, no problem. You can always order directly from the chef who’s preparing the sushi in front of you.
“Sumimasen, salmon sushi yottsu onegai shimasu!”
(Excuse me, four plates of salmon sushi, please!)
Sometimes when I have other people to look out for me, I’d become comfortably dependent and in a way almost useless. Instead of having Reza taking the lead, it’s a bloody good feeling to be able to order food on my own.
Seven plates of salmon and tuna sushi later, I headed to Nippori to meet everyone who came from Kofu. Met familiar and new faces.
Most importantly, I met Reza, who has finally cut his hair short (reluctantly, actually)… after so many years. And I’m lovin’ it.