Came a time where Nii and I realized we would have too much travel at the end of our money instead of the other way round. So we decided to finally explore our area a little more.
You know how I mentioned I haven’t had a decent cuppa in days? Well I finally found it at KO•HI•KAN. The coffee is amazing
like a slap in the twat. None that I’ve ever tried before. I’m pretty sure they roast it themselves and if not, I really want to know where to buy it from.
After coffee and pancakes, I was in a much better mood and together, we made our way over to the Skytree to window shop (because we were broke hahahahaha).
This is an excellent example of how coffee automatically turns me into a nice person. The last time I walked to the Skytree from the Ginza line, I threw a hissy fit and Nii had to literally fan me if not I’d lose my shit. I know, I’m really pampered, stahp.
But with coffee, I was actually in the mood to walk in the sun, take pictures and actually smile all without an umbrella (because we somehow lost it in our apartment rofl).
In conclusion, coffee is essential to my existance because without coffee, I’d probably end up dead in some alley after making a snide remark at someone from the yakuza or something.
Japanese dogs are hella cute, by the way. Especially the Chow chow, oh my gad just look at it. It’s so puppy you might as well call it a ‘chew chew’ at its current state.
On the way over, we walked past the river and watched the proceedings of the still ongoing obon festival. Once again, it’s really similar to the likes of the mangas I read. They don’t kid around, no sire.
Afew lanes down, we discovered ultimate coffee,
Which had by far the most gorgeous coffee machine I’d ever seen in my life. I’d never fan-girled so hard in my coffee infused life.
Not to mention their extensive Ultimate Coffee merch.
Why must their wood tampers be $280? Oh yeah because they’re flipping WOOD tampers.
More pictures because I just can’t express how perfect the bar looked in words.
They do all sorts of pours, from V60s and Chemexes(?), to cold brews and syphons. I was hoping the cold brews would be bottled like they are most of the time in Singapore but these weren’t. No matter, because the coffee was super good anyway.
We walked around the mall till sunset (it’s at 5pm so it wasn’t too long) and i decided that I’d try leading the way back to our apartment with only the use of my fantastic
not really sense of direction.
An hour and a number of dark alleys later, I finally found our way back to the river where it was extremely lit up and people were dancing rhythmically in a circle. I stood there for a solid 10minutes trying to remember the steps. I kind of get it, except I forgot the beat within the next 10minutes of crossing the Asakusa river.
Having walked for so long, Nii and I worked up an appetite and decided to go look for our daily-and-sometimes-twice-a-day gyu-don. He proposed Sukiya (which is pretty much the same thing) so we went hunting for it.
Of course we turned around when we found it though. We don’t speak Japanese so we couldn’t order our food without it getting really awkward.
So Matsuya it was and it was for many days to come.
Because we’re a couple of f- gaijins.