This is a selection of things we've been buying, often while drunk.
Consomme and Nori flavours picked up from a 100 yen store.
Whilst we waited for our check in (when Hotel Excellent say 3:00 they MEAN 3:00) , we started off with the OTHER side of Ebisu station and a quick visit to the Yebisu garden Palace. It's the headquarters of Sapporo brewing company. They have a free tour you can take showing you the history of Japanese brewing.
It's all in Japanese so we didn't really learn a lot but at the end there's a tasting lounge. Our kind of museum.
We also hit Ginza. It's the high-end shopping area in a town that is pretty much high end across the board. There's flagship stores of every top tier brand in Ginza and they're all amazing. We're talking like a multi story Chanel store the front of which is a video display like 6 stories high. It's full on – billions of yen flows probably flows through here on an hourly basis.
Not quite ready to drop the cash at the likes of Prada, we hit up Ito-ya – a 7-story stationery store. Doesn't sound that awesome but trust us, it was. For a non-Christian country they have the straight up illest Christmas cards you've ever seen.
Afterwards we hit 300 Bar, just off the main area. The gimmick is that everything here is Y300 – drinks, food – it's all 300. We were downing beers when an older dude came up and started talking to us. His name was Sato and works in a gallery in Ginza. He's pretty well travelled and had been to Australia a number of times (he's a fan of Perth btw). After a few drinks he said he'd show us a good, cheap restaurant in the area. Now, when this happens for some reason you think "hmm, is he gonna take us to an alley and try and knife us?" then you feel super bad for ever doubting that he was just being super nice, just like Sato was.
He'd also tried to get Lu eat some fish. She held out - raw squid is a big step.
He made the restaurant owner pose for a picture. for some reason, probably by way of my tipsy framing, dude looks like a midget.
And anyone who rocks the customary Old Japanese Dude bucket hat is alright by me.
Hiroshima okonomiyaki is incredible. Different to the Osaka variety, it features noodles along with the regular ingredients and is cooked in layers. Our favourite spot to hit one is at Rokutsobuya – in the back streets near our hotel.
Sitting at the grill downing beers while your dinner is being cooked in front of you is one of life's great pleasures. Apparently Rikutsobuya are famous for their gizzards and other grilled organs. Unfortunately after one okonomyaki we couldn't even think about tasting their speciality...
In tradition of the blog, we also indulged in “threesies”, our favourite meal before the dollar crashed. Here's our cake set from a joint near Tokyu Hands. Fabulously frenchy.
On our first night there the Australian peso crashed to 55 yen. We consoled ourselves and our basically halved bank balances with a six pack of tall boys - store bought booze is still the cheapness - in the hotel room and wandered around the city aimlessly, too scared to spend a single cent.
Our first stop on Saturday morning was the Hiroshima Food festival at the castle. Hundreds of stalls, hundreds of thousands of hungry people looking for free samples. Our kind of festival!
We picked up some sweet showbags...
Baked goods (we'd already slammed the four donuts before taking this pic)
Lottee – we also got to play pokies with this fun filled bag.
The local TV station is also in the castle grounds. Studio tour! This is Lu on the set of 'Evening 4'.
This the few from the art museum outside.
The artist was wandering around the exhibition and gave a nod to Will. We hoped that meant we were in for the exclusive launch party that night... but couldn't find him again before the museum closed.
That night we decided to check out Okonomi-mura, a building full of okonomi restaurants, next to the Okonomyaki Republic Building, another building full of okomomi restaurants. Surprisingly, it was full of drunkos and foreigners. The okonomi was good – but nothing on Rokutsobuya.
We spent the eve wandering the streets, checking out the nightlife in between visits back to the hotel to “refuel” before ending up at a cute little bar called Lotus, where we took off our shoes to drink beer and ate some fried seaweed wasabi.
Sunday was relaxing times, post-Suntory times. Wandering the streets and the peace park, which is a central focus of the city for family activities and Sunday events.
This is the bridge that was the target of the A-bomb, that's A-bomb dome in the background - one of the few buildings left standing after the blast as it was directly underneath. It's been preserved.
We walked across to the west-syde and lunched at this fabulous little place called Organ-za. We sat under the mezzanine and chilled for hours. Recommended.
Another special mention for our hotel “Hotel Active!”. Y7500 a night with free buffet breakfast and coffee machine and fancy hotel rooms and all round great place to stay.
This one's for Mel. Walking around - we saw this little gem. There's heaps of thee kinds of shops hawking the loudest all over print hoodies going around.
Next – Miyajima and the reason why Luella can no longer walk down stairs.