Well this will be a very short post!

Basically I woke up with a horrific hangover after my night at G3. Head banging, feeling like I was going to throw up, the lot. That was about 9am, three hours after I got in. So I fell asleep and had a drink induced snooze until I eventually decided at around 3pm it was time to get up. I got a text from Neil to say he was on his way to Namba Parks (the big mall beside my hotel) so I struggled into the shower.

The first thing I saw on walking into the street was this restaurant van.

The man on it looked the complete opposite of how I was feeling. On a rating of 1-10, I felt about 0.5. Just as I was heading into a Family Mart to get a can of Red Bull (in the vague hope it would make me better) I met Neil and Nigel – both of whom annoyingly looked remarkably refreshed.

We headed into Namba Parks and wandered around until Neil spotted a place to eat that looked a bit different. I’ve looked at the restaurant brochure for the mall and can’t find it on there, so I’ve no idea what it was called. But basically we went in and sat at tables with hotplates on them. Thankfully the menu was partially in English so we could avoid the horse sashimi, but most of the rest was just various parts of cow or chicken skewered and grilled.

I ordered some sushi (not great) and miso soup (hoping it would turn out to be a miracle hangover cure – which it wasn’t) and chicken thigh and green pepper skewers. Literally what turned up was four small green chillies and four tiny pieces of meat on skewers. It shows how hungover I really was in that I didn’t take any pictures, so you’ll just have to use your imagination sorry.

We wandered around a bit after paying (pretty steep) and found an island goods store which had ice cream from (I think) Okinawa – which is one of the islands I visited last year.

We all had an ice cream, and Neil and I agreed it was the best ice cream we’d ever tasted – I had salt cookie and chocolate flavours, and they just tasted unbelievably fresh and clean tasting. I felt much better after that.

Then, Neil and Nigel decided they were going to head off to another “Why Not?” party – but unfortunately, even though I’d only been up about five hours, my bed was already calling. And the thought of drink was turning my stomach. So while they went off and out, even though I was sorely tempted, I headed back to my apartment to catch some much needed sleep. Bit of a waste of a day!