so there I was, first time across the Pacific, I land in Narita and head to Shinjuku to my hotel. I arrive there around 7ish, and decide to chuck my bags and go for a walk. I end up at this random sushi joint. small place, 4 tables and a bar. where I sit, nod to the chef, ask for tea, some hamachi, and whatever else is good that night. these two straight-laced japanese business men chat me up, and we muddle through my japanese and their english. they buy me rounds of fugu-fin sake and buy me fish. then they ask if I’d like to come with them to the next bar.
I start to protest, but then I decide that what the hell? these two guys look totally harmless, how bad could it be? and of course, that can get you killed in some places, but I decided to take my chances.
turned out to be a karaoke bar, and they wanted me to sing.
I did some Beatles tune, and another or two, and then left and laughed my way home to the hotel.