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"Oh my god, don`t ever let me drink beer again...!". A phrase I never ever thought I would utter.
08:30 AM, 2 hours sleep in the last 36 or so, beer, jet lag, I dunno which, but I can`t move! Saturday morning, I`d promised to take my colleague sightseeing, but even allowing I could stand, I`d just lose everything inside........ uuuuuurrrrrghhhhhh!!!!!!!!
"knock knock", I stumbled to the door, it was my colleague "ready for breakfast?". "Not now mate, give me another half an hour or so". Off he went as I crashed back onto the bed.
It wouldn`t have been so bad if I could sleep, but I was bloody wide awake, just couldn`t move! I lay curled up in a ball on the bed .
It was 3PM when I finally managed to drag myself into the shower. Feeling marginally refreshed, if one can at this point, there was another knock at the door where a Starbucks coffee magically appeared, I accepted it gratefully. Although my stomach was still rebelling, I figured that if I hadn`t thrown up by now, I wasn`t likely to.
Finally ready to go out around 4PM, made a fleeting visit to Meiji Jingu, before venturing out for something to eat. Normally I`d have a large Dai Joki of ice cold golden beer with my tonkatsu (deep fried pork cutlet), but I just couldn`t bring myself to.....
Feeling rather knackered at this point I head back for bed. Crash straight out.......... for 3 hours!!