July 19.
My host had an extra bicycle so we cycled along the river for the 5-8 kilometers/miles (I forget which haha) to the harbor. I had become reacquainted with the joy of bicycling back in Luang Prabang. In Japan, bicycles needed to be registered as if they were cars and I just had not gotten around to renting a bicycle, if that was even possible.
We were just in time for sunset. That purple tower is a part of the artistically designed waste management facility.
The park area.
The way we came. What a nice ride! :D <3 I was happy.
My cool bicycle.
We sat and watched the sunset. I kind of wished I had an alcoholic beverage to enjoy it with.
There were gears on the left and right handles. That was new to me.
I didn’t know how to use the one on the left haha.
Afterwards, I was ready to eat dinner.
City lights!
We were going to get okonomiyaki, which I had never had before.
They apparently cook okonomiyaki over there and then bring it over to you and let it sit/stay warm on the grill in front of you. It was taking forever to be prepared so I also ordered noodles as well.
Apparently this place is famous.
It was smoky. The woman had her hair tied up cutely with a towel.
I’m hungry. :( Where was my okonomiyaki!?
The noodles came first.
It may not look appetizing, but it smelled delicious and I was ravenous. Apparently Osaka and Hiroshima had two different styles of okonomiyaki, which I would see very soon when I went to Hiroshima.
The narrow street we found this restaurant on. I liked these old-Tokyo city streets.
Around midnight, I decided I wanted to dye my hair. We went to Don Quijote, a variety store, and they had a startlingly vast wall of options available.
I ended up getting one of the “boy” boxes because it had a red I liked.
Um, these are guys? So effeminate!
Anyway, with the assistance of my host, I dyed half my hair red (or tried to anyway. With Japanese instructions, I was kind of guessing how this was done hahaha). The process was complete around 3 a.m. I napped until 5:30 a.m., and then proceeded to the Shin-Osaka train station. I was catching the first Shinkansen train to Nagoya for the Sumo Wrestling Grand Tournament finals. My first bullet train ever and sumo wrestling, woohoo!
My Tokyo park bench buddy Mike had written a post about Osaka: http://5614toofar.blogspot.kr/2013/07/the-sun-drops-in-osaka.html