
After some direction-asking (apparently Japanese men don't mind asking), we finally found Hiroshi's favorite place, and this shows us (Margie & Stan) inside the small karaoke room. See how happy we are? I decided not to drink anything else but water for the rest of the night . . .

Although Hiroshi's wife, Eiko had warned him not to dance -- because someone would have to call an ambulance -- he could not help himself! This lovely young lady who worked there, sat down & attended to us for part of our time there. She admired my hair & asked me if I wore a hairpiece. I think that was a compliment . . .

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