First impression of Tokyo were a few signs in portuguese at the airport and then at the ATM... Just after chinese english and korean, portuguese seemed 'the language'.
We got the Japan Rail pass in a long waiting process, like everything would be even for the most simple tasks. Then was the search for the hotel/ryokan booked. Train to Ueno and a walk instead of 2 metro stations. We just sweat as hell in the hot humid weather. Pass by a very long avenue where every second door was a motorcycle shop.
The hotel was quite hidden in a small street but the map with pictures (as streets dont have names) was easy to follow. The room was small, japanese style. We were happy.
Out for a walk, we had dinner in a simple restaurant with pictures, easy task. Everything seemed much easier than I imagined. After we managed to find a street full of small bars, each emptier than the next. One was raggae. Go, not go, we entered. Japan rules explained, we pay for the table plus drinks. The owner was nice, made me taste different stuff and talk a bit on his possible english. Then took pictures of Eva with his mobile. We pick an english prospect of another raggae bar with life concert and decided to go. Search, ask people and find.
This bar had more people and nice ambiance. I good raggae concert was going on when we had to leave a metro in tokyo ends at midnight.
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