I took the wrong number 5 bus. And ended up in the completely opposite direction. I was barely still on the map when I exited the bus, and found myself surrounded by overpasses, viaducts, darkness and nothingness. Where am I?! No where.
Oooops.
Hungry, I stopped into the nearest resturant that looked even remotely reputable. After 5 minutes at the bar, I couldn`t take it anymore. The horrible music playing over the system was not helping and I didn`t want Chinese food anyways. I asked if I could have my sweet and sour pork to go. Please.
After a costly cab ride, I ate my pork in the hotel lobby where the musak is even worse! Dur. Later that evening I ended up having a conversation with ...... where I did indeed need to remind him he is married and there will not be anything between us. He`s not my type either way. So the unexpected sub-plot of my Japan adventures should be over.
You live and you learn, right? We`ll chalk last night up to experience. Oh, the lessons learned.
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