After Harajuku, I went to Shibuya again in an effort to buy back all the things I lost in the cab ride the previous night. Eventually I ran out of yen (it’s only day 5!) and the banks and currency exchangers had all closed for the day! So I had to call it a day and head back to the hotel for a good night’s rest.

But not before having a simmering hot, slurp-icious bowl of udon for dinner.

Udon

As usual, rather than making loud, appreciative slurping sounds, I only succeeded in making soft sucking noises. But it was good for me.