St Patrick's Day in Tokyo

Alex and I arrived in Tokyo 7 hours after setting off from Nagoya having successfully navigated the matrix of the Japanese railway network. Several times we were directed to the wrong platform and onto the wrong train but somehow we managed to find our way and made all the right connections.


We had dinner with a big group of Brits made up of Emma, Michael (Emma's boyfriend), Zoe (Emma's best friend) and her fellow students from Sheffield University who were studying here and who are also friends of Ruth. Poor Alex, surrounded by 11 brits and not even an American thrown in for diversity's sake.


Drinks were at the Dubliner, where Guiness was being sold for 500 yen which is very cheap by Japanese standards. We needed a pure Irishman to add a touch of authenticity to the occasion and for that, Derry served his purpose well.


The Dubliner was packed, people were spilling outside trying to find somewhere to perch, lean. There was a band playing some classic Irish tunes so Ruth attempted to do an Irish jig, knocking over a few pints in the process.