The first hangover (it must be day 2)

300 yen beers in Tameiko-sanno went down far too easily. Conversation was fun with Peter, Keith, Robert, Gary and Shaun (Sean, Shorn etc.) who was quite eloquently arguing that "vender" is the correct spelling of the word. iPhones seem to be everywhere and their constant vibration was almost too much for Peter (as he'd lost his last Friday).

Rather predictably, Peter's idea of "old-school Yakitori" in Ebisu turned into silliness at Propaganda in Roppongi. Keith showed off his gambling skills and I ended up staggering back to the hotel in the early hours. There, my body clock should be just right by the time I get down to NZ.