3rd full day...? 4th? ha

Before i begin, let me explain 2 things.
First- I am no longer a child. I eat spinach. I eat vegetables. I can walk around Tokyo by myself. I am a grown woman.
Second- The reason I do not eat seafood is NOT because my childish mind rejects the idea, nor because I haven't tried fish (i have), NOR that i just don't appreciate good food. The REASON i do not eat seafood is simple. If I do- I risk the chance of throwing up on the waitress, or throwing up on someone else's food. How rude would it be if i ate fish to be 'all grown up' (disregarding my fish triggered gag-reflex), then puked up the entire dish!? very rude. I believe I'm doing everyone i dine with a favor by choosing chicken.
I simply do not like fish. :-( and I'm sorry that I don't. I'm sorry Japan. I"m sorry dad. I'm sorry Captain D.


:-) I had a great day.

Shall i begin? (yes, cuz I"m in charge :-P)

Wake up, facebook, breakfast (lol, btw- I've had the same breakfast everyday= apple juice, eggs, cantalope, and bacon), Tour man (Kowasaki) picks us up. Now; 6 o'clock. We're on a mission. The mission is easy= See large stinky fish get sold for thousands of dollars in the worlds largest fish market. I was excited about it! and, I'm not being sarcastic- fish is good if It's not in my mouth. So, we scurry off. train. meet up with 3 of the man's students. We push our way into a sushi place RIGHT by the market. People wait in line to each there every morning a 2, it opens at 5. like Harry Potter book release everyday. anyway, the place was TINY, to the point u could barely breathe. I said 'no, thankyou' prolly 7000 times, but I ate a cold egg thing. the cooks were right infront of us, and they were hilarious. yum, yum, eat eat. Fish time!

This place was ridiculously large. I need to post pictures, huh? shoot. Ok, i'll figure it out. anyway, it was huge. gross looking things all over. men RUNNING all over the place, driving carts like crackhead maniacs on LSD who slipped some X in their morning coffee. I feared for my life, and got honked at more times than i can remember. That was the busiest place i've ever been at. worse than rush hour trains in Shinjuku XD. the fish were humongous, the crabs were crabby, the clams were clammy, and the smell was overwhelming. :-) but my gosh, I"m glad i went.

Next was dad's talk at Tokyo University. fun fun.Oxytocin, dopamine, chicken salad, straw factory, forrest gump. K, talk over, applause, applause :-) lunch time. Italian. Did u know Japanese peeps love Italian? me neither, but they do. and i do. and I ate the crap outta it.

Next was a long walk through parks and a market area. I bought a lot of things for various people, including myself. Godzilla metal figure, and such things. The market was extremely cool, many people and styles of clothing. Everything was pretty cheap. Some man was trying to guess where i was from. Italy, Portugal, France, "OHH I know! Swiss!!", lol. I'm glad i dont seem like an American. I also tried to explain to a student what "Peace up, A-Town down" meant... no comprehende.

Soon, we were walking toward the main Buddhist temple... can u imagine my excitement? walk walk, stores were lining the way. BOOM, shrine. Different deities were guarding the entrance (thank goodness). I did all the little prayer rituals, pulled my fortune (it was kinda good, kinda bad), washed my hands for good luck, and took a picture with Buddha.
then more shops. We spent prolly 3 hours out and about among these shops and Buddha stuffs. Train.
Museum time. It was okay... REAL old stuff. 4000 year old stuff, so it was cool. All the way to wwII stuff, then to more recent things, like 70's and such.
Then supper, right next to the Big Main Sumo wrestling arena of Tokyo.
"Sakana Nigate"... but people still like to make me guess what's fish and what's not. I know my chicken, so i didnt fall for anything.
We got done eating. Train to hotel. small walk, and we stopped by a dude singing in a plaza square- if u care a conk, here's his website: http://watanabe-takuya.com lol, if it's in japanese, you're screwed.
Anyway, It's 9 pm now. I'm tired.
Tomorrow... I'm leaving this hotel... I dont know If I'll be able to write tomorrow.... but you'll freakin survive, i mean geez. calm the conk down! :-) xoxo