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Japan Journal Day 12 & 13: Dislocated Wrist & Ameyoko Market

Yesterday, I dislocated my wrist while tying my hair in the morning. Although I managed to put the bone back myself, the nerve was damaged, and it was bad enough that I was forced to rest in the hotel.


We eventually went out for dinner nearby (I ate instant noodles for lunch) and found the local residential area that had a supermarket and even a real estate office. Honestly, for the price and amenities in the area, the rental wasn't bad. Then again, it could be expensive for those who come from other countries. I come from Singapore, and the prices are comparable. What isn't comparable is the quality of goods, technology and services. However, unlike Singapore, you need to know where in Japan to find the things you want. The country is simply too big, and many things are scattered.


Today, I woke up, and my wrist felt a lot better. I slept a lot and still have very heavy eye bags. However, we are checking out tomorrow, and there is still one place I want to visit - Ameyoko Market.


There were many more things at the Ameyoko market that I didn't take pictures of. Naturally, I also bought some goods. Many of them are made in China, but the price and quality are reasonable. We found a newly opened bag store that sold every bag in there for 3,000 jpy with the brand D. Kelly. The design was different and more comfortable than any of the bags my brother or I had at home, so we both bought a bag each. I needed something big enough for my laptop, and it worked. Too bad it wasn't in purple.


Following that, we saw many food shops, and the yakitori smelled delicious! There were grilled meat stores that sold the meat already grilled, and at some other shops, you grilled the meat yourself. For someone without culinary skills, there was no way I was going to grill my own meat. Many of these shops had long lines, so we passed on them and continued shopping a little more.


In the pictures, you can see a fresh seafood stall selling large octopus tentacles that I still can't believe for real. The same store sold giant crabs. The head and legs were sold separately, and I took a picture. The man who was at the store spoke to me, thinking I was Japanese, so I replied in broken Japanese. The store had its supplies from the sea directly daily, and there was a small community in Ameyoko where fellow seafood stores would 'share' customers and even supply the nearby restaurants' ingredients on occasion. I thought that was very interesting.


Then, not too far from this seafood stall, there was a fruit stall. As usual, you have all the expensive fruits like perfect strawberries and cherries. However, the one that caught my brother's eye was a 1,000 jpy apple grown in Aoyama. On the banner, it stated the world's number one apple, and it was massive! That apple was an entire meal for me. It was bigger than my hand and only slightly smaller than my head. After asking the fruit stall assistant to confirm if that truly was an apple, he took it out of the packaging for me to hold with an explanation that these were apples of limited edition. We thanked him and moved on because we weren't buying anything, but it truly was an eye-opener.


Near the fruit stall, I found my boots and bought them at a rather reasonable price of 3,650 jpy. There were so many winter boots on sale, but this pair wasn't. I wanted something to walk easily in Singapore without winter. Thankfully for the luggage I helped my brother to buy from Akihabara, I didn't have to worry about not having space to bring it back.


After a happy purchase, we settled for lunch at a random place that I saw had kaisendon.



The food was delicious, as usual, and as expected of Japan. However, what interested me was the restaurant arrangement. There were rows of seats facing a narrow aisle for one person to walk in. The waitress had no issues getting to every customer's table from that aisle or to the register, and the bar-counter seat arrangements could fit about thirty adults in one small space. It's a very efficient design that should be adopted. Round tables or rectangular tables aren't as efficient when it comes to a small space. I want to share this with my BFF, who is looking at opening her own cafe for consideration.


After walking around trying to find my brother's wallet in Japan, we gave up, and I told him to customise his own design because he uses his wallet like a tool carrier. It's so weird, but I think I have another BFF who does leather-crafting and tailoring as a hobby who could make his dream wallet. In any case, my brother suggested that I stop by a nearby Daiso to find me a wrist guard for the wrist I dislocated yesterday. We found one for 110 jpy. It wasn't the most steady thing, and it was definitely bigger than my size, but it was worth a shot. I'm typing the blog now while wearing it.


After returning to the hotel, doing our last load of laundry and packing the majority of our items to prepare for an earlier checkout tomorrow, we went for dinner.



As a new branch of Sukiya opened at Causeway Point, I knew I had to try the Japanese version so that I had a comparison to make. We travelled 1 station away to eat this. Honestly, it was mid compared to Matsuya. But it was still considered proper food to me.


After dinner, we hurried back because there was still laundry pending to be dried and packing. I almost fitted everything into the luggage. Almost... it's still work in progress but tomorrow, we checkout and camp at the airport until we leave for Busan. No idea how Busan would be like. However, I'm hoping we'd be fine with all the Korean Anzu and Sumi taught me on stream!

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