The Ginza. I will say this a lot for the next few pics. 

The Ginza. I will say this a lot for the next few pics. 

The Ginza. I will say this a lot for the next few pics. 

The Ginza. I will say this a lot for the next few pics. Interesting shot of escalators. This is just another part of the rat race in Japan. 

The Ginza. I will say this a lot for the next few pics. This is my camera company where Spike came from. 

The Ginza. I will say this a lot for the next few pics. This is my cell phone company. 

The Ginza. I will say this a lot for the next few pics. 

Now it is the next night and we are shopping at the Ginza, the shopping mecca of Tokyo.  

This is the glass table that goes with the chair. It was located too far away to be useful. 

Sculture found on the street at Rahpongi. This was made of solid glass and was comfortable, but cold. 

All you degenerates looking at this would probably love the Gas Panic. Can you guess what this is? No? At the Gas Panic, I got bored with drinking. The music was so soothing that it made me want to flee for my life while I could still hear. But it did bring out the artist in me. This is a shot of the ceiling. You will notice it is completely mirrored. Kind of makes you wonder what they do after hours. 

Inside the Gas Panic ordering drinks which we did often. There are signs all over the walls saying, "You must be drinking to stay here." It was a dark, smoky, crowded, bar playing incredibly loud hip hop music. I was forced in at gunpoint.  

This is our place and it called the Gas Panic. Yes, it was inspired by the SARS attack in the subway. Bizaare sense of humor here. 

This is Rahpongi Hills, the nightlife place to go in Tokyo. We closed this place that night. Well, actually we left at 9:30 and they promised us they would have the lights out by 10:00. 

The restaurant served oranges for desert, so...As you can see, I fit right in with this group. This by the way is why the cooks did not want to be identified. 

These are the cooks at the Garlic Restaurant who do not wish to be identified. 

This my salad and my oolong tea at the Garlic Restaurant. 

This is the other member of the traveling group that made the Tokyo Adventure for Degenerates. From left to right we now have Stan, Lewis, and Joe. All are ETs like me and all are from the Pacific District. We are waiting to go into the Garlic Restaurant for dinner. It opens at 6:00 pm. We wanted the early bird special. This is a wild group. Sometimes we stayed up as late as 11:00 pm. 

This is the traveling group that made the Tokyo Adventure for Degenerates. From left to right we have Tina, Lewis, and Joe. All are ETs like me and all are from the Pacific District.  

This is a Buddhist temple we passed on the way back from the Fish Market. It was very serrene and calming in the midst of the hectic marketing at the Fish Market. 

This is a crowd scene, but the light is not good and I was constantly dodging forklifts so take or leave it. 

These are swordfish. I tried to get Brad to lay down next to one so you could see how big they really are, but he has no adventorus spirit. The fish are as long as I am tall. 

These are tuna. 

This is the live fish section. The man is the back is grading and pricing the fish. 

This is just one booth at the Fish Market. The Fish Market at Tokyo is a "must see." There are 14 million people in Tokyo and I believ that half of them were at the Fish Market that morning at 5:00 am.