Love and the Lu-bu Ho-te-lu
To my surprise Friday was Spoil-Crystal-Day. I like this day. I had to meet Riccardo at his apartment after work on Friday in order to commence our weekend plans. His place was dark upon arrival. Turned out my boy had prepared us a lovely candlelit dinner. Aww. I bet you're jealous.After not allowing me help with dishes because it was Spoil-Crystal-Day, Riccardo and I jumped in
the car and were on our way to Tokyo. I was a little nervous about driving to/in Tokyo, but our route turned out to be quite easy (Riccardo has a fantastic road map of Honshu, the largest island in Japan, where we live). The drive took about an hour an a half and then we began looking for a hotel, but not just any hotel...
LOVE HOTELS and Pachiko Parlours (Japanese casinos) are the two things you can spot in any place in Japan. They are always neon-lit and flashing; always tacky and seedy; always fun. I honestly don't know why more Japanese people don't take advantage of Love Hotels. They're easy to find, they're generally quite significantly cheaper than any other accommodations, and no reservation is necessary. That's just for starters.
Who doesn't enjoy a hotel room that is themed, has tons of free give-aways (hairbrush, toothbrushes, condoms, hair products, razors, hair clips and ties, plus all the regular stuff), a huge (and sometimes jacuzzi) bathtub, in-room FREE karaoke, Playstation, movies and porn, AND in-room (alcoholic and non-) drink and dildo vending machines...
I bet you're jealous.
Hey, you did not mention that we - totally embaressed - covered the number plate of the car with these special "LHNPCS(love-hotel-number-plate-cover-signs)"!
Oh, and about the dildo-vending-ma...oh, better not tell 'em ;o)