So, we made it back to Hiroshima, and back to the hostel where we picked up our room key. We were sleeping on tatami mats, which weren’t exactly comfortable but they were better than sleeping on the floor.

The vegetarian restaurant we were planning on eating at was closed for the night (this happened at least once a day) – so we stopped at a Spanish tapas place. Whitney had a salad with a tomato or two, and the fruit from our sangria. Dave & I split several appetizers, all of which were uneventful. Afterwards we headed to find a karaoke bar…we got pretty lost, and asked some high school kids where to get beer at, but then we eventually found the drunk businessman and followed them to the giant KIRIN BEER sign.

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