being lied to by everyone.

Day 2 in Japan went better than day 1. We started off the day right by eating breakfast at the hotel buffet on the top floor and Scott was practically skipping he was so excited to eat some more melon. When he found out that there wasn't any melon because "it is out of season," the look on his face was almost worth the soul crushing disappointment of there not being any melon. It was like the face of a kid you stole candy from and then ate the candy in front of him...and then threw up on him from the sugar overdose. This ended up being okay because they had pineapple that is hands down the best pineapple ever. I should know. I NEVER eat pineapple, so my word is good as gold...fool's gold.

After breakfast we braved Lawson's again to get tickets for the Ghibli Museum. This time we came prepared with a piece of paper with kanji so well written I doubt a three-year-old could have written it better, which we were able to present to the store clerk. After laughing at our "handwriting" and casually flicking mirthful tears from his eyes, the ticket machine took revenge for us and made him spend 20 minutes trying to find the tickets in the system. I used to think that Japan was a technical wonderland, but after watching the native Japanese speaker/Lawson's employee attempt to navigate the menu on that machine, Japan has lost some esteem in my eyes. When the expert doesn't even know how to work it you know the designers fucked up on a level that only Sony could have achieved.

We managed to get our tickets and set out to look for the Muji store. I had looked online before we left the hotel and it swore up and down that the store we went to last time was exactly where we left it, so we hopped on the train and left for Shimbashi. I didn't write down directions because the store was really close to the train station and even if we didn't set out in the right direction initially, it was literally around the corner from the station. But it wasn't. The store had moved to a different part of the city and failed to mention it on their website...or apparently on the phone when we bothered a police officer to find out where it was. Either the person on the phone failed to mention that the store wasn't open yet, or the police officer was punishing us for wasting his time by asking where a clothing store was and laughing with his buddy about how he sent us on a wild goose chase to find a store that isn't open yet on the other side of the. biggest. city. in the WORLD. Probably at some swanky izakaya that I don't even know about because it is on the sixth floor of a building that I don't even know exists. Well played, officer...

Fellow passenger totally disapproves of your cell phone usage.

Not knowing that our endeavor was doomed from the start, we made the 40 minute trek despite having kind of lost interest to begin with. On the way we did find a cool Uniqlo store, and giant metal clock with little metal dudes hidden all throughout it that pretend to forge swords, ring bells and fire turret blasts to sound the hour. There was also a statue of some superhero flying through the air while a city full of onlookers shit their pants at how awesome it would be to fly. What was even cooler was the fact that it was made entirely out of paper mâché. Couple that with the fact that it was still standing after heavy rains and wind from the day before, and you've got yourself a pretty impressive statue. After watching the clock, snapping about a million photos of the statue, and finally learning that we just traveled across the the city for nothing, we regrouped at Mos Burger where we sat in an awkward silence while the restaurant packed full of Japanese business people on their lunches ignored one another and played with their phones the entire time. This made Scott's already loud voice seem obnoxious and my whispers sound like I was yelling. It probably has something to do with the advertisements plastered in the subway stations about manners.

On the way to the Ghibli museum Scott and I found the smallest drinking fountain I've seen since elementary school, only it wasn't for children, but fully grown adults. The Ghibli museum was cool, except they wouldn't let us take pictures. Something about the flash "ruining the illusion." I think it was just that they didn't want someone stealing all of their awesome ideas.