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New Edinburgh Pub Crawl
I’ve been doing a lot of drinking in Scotland. When in Rome and all that. Last night in an effort to satiate this alcohol fueled demon that seems to inhabit me whenever I stay in a hostel I joined the New Edinburgh pub crawl. The tour, organised by the same company that ran the walking tour I went on earlier in the day, took in about 5 pubs and a night club. Starting the tour at the Bank Bar, 70 people gathered together in the cold and fog and drink tokens in hand trudged the streets.
I made a few new friends, dominated the video pub quiz (scoring a share of the 10 pound payout), and drank, drank, drank. It was a great night, but I lost everyone at the Hive. I hit up another club, and headed home about 2am. For anyone looking for a great tour group to explore Edinburgh with, I don’t think you can really go past the Sandeman’s New Edinburgh group. Fantastic stuff.
In other news I managed to score a room at St. Christopher’s, the hostel I’ve been at the last two nights, even though I left the booking until this morning. Pretty lucky, as the interwebs were telling me the whole of Scotland is booked solid.
Club Pure, Shibuya
Saturday night saw my first night out on the town for this visit to Japan. Finally getting a few of my new friends together in the same place at the same time we headed into Shibuya, Tokyo’s ‘younger’ part of town. A couple of the girls had a friend, Greg, who had been living in Japan for 6 years, and we met him at the station. He took us to an awesome japanese style private restaurant which was great fun, but left us to continue on our night unaided.
We were looking for Club Pure, a place that had been recommended to me by a few people, including the manager of the hostel I am staying at. It is a hip hop club, typically american styled. The main benefit of this club was the cover charge, 3500yen (about 55 Australian dollars) which may sound steep, but included all you can drink from 11.30 till 5am. Boy did I get my money’s worth. Shots at the bar were never passed up, beer flowed freely. We danced all night to cheesy R&B and Gansta rap, people watched and had an all round great time.
Catching the first train home we all managed to fall asleep, missing our stop and having to navigate our way back through the labyrinthine collection of train stops and subways till we got back. Not something that is easy to accomplish while trashed. I flopped onto bed at about 7am, head spinning, reeking of cigarette smoke and booze. The new day was calling, but I needed a few hours sleep before I could face its fury.
Anyone looking for a cheap, cheerful and most importantly FUN night in Japan, head over to Shibuya and search out Club Pure. You wont be disappointed.