歌舞伎町案內人

Last night, we had Indian food for dinner. Needless to say we all had chai, too, and then I was unable to fall asleep for the rest of the night. I started reading this book that my brother bought from his June trip to Vietnam-Hong Kong at around 1am and finished at around 6am. It was quite well-written (in Chinese) and I guess must be intriguing enough for me to keep reading non-stop. This book was also published in Japanese from what I've heard.

I guess what makes it an interesting read is that I have not personally experienced the offerings at the red-light district around Kabukicho in Shinjuku, nor am I planning to anytime soon. But by the time I reached the end, I'm not sure whether I was too tired or what but my first impression was "Oh, that was it?" I was expecting more insane stories besides his own experiences working odd jobs in Kabukicho. There is a second part to the book which my brother also bought. I wonder when I will start on that one.