Sounds like the beginning of a joke, and partly it is, but in reality is the party organized by Alessandro for having finally got the work visa (in Japan is very very very very hard to get especially lately). We went to his house, specifically in that of her boyfriend, eating and especially drinking. Much. After we went to a karaoke bar in Shinjuku. An hour of songs impossible, or nearly so for me, Japanese.
We did a bit late and the return of the Yamanote stopped at Ikebukuro and is no longer distributed.
Armed with such courage we headed on foot to try to take coinciding with the last Mita sen and finally return home, but it was too difficult. We lost. When someone says "just follow the train tracks" do not believe because it is much more complicated than it seems, unless a do not walk directly on the rails. In the end we gave up and went back by taxi. This is not the first time: /
Ah, note that there was school the next day, but good students we skipped, rightly, the first time: P
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