October 31, 2023
Happy Halloween! It's a cold morning. My cheeks and the tip of my nose are absolutely flushed. I like it. I have pink and blue temporary hair color spray on my hands. Now, you might wonder... why? Well, I got up early and decided to make my morning outfit inspired by Harley Quinn. It's a subtly referenced outfit that can be worn daily, but if you know, you know. I wanted to keep the Halloween spirit since obviously, I can't exactly be seen around in broad daylight wearing a full-on costume. The actual Halloween costume will obviously be worn tonight. I braided my hair and split-dyed it pink and blue. My baby brother wanted to try it too, so I sprayed his hair blue. He looked so cool, it was spiked up too. Then I went for a short morning walk while everybody else was getting ready. Then I went for a short morning walk while everybody else was getting ready.
Today's itinerary involved visiting temples. I have great knowledge of trains, not particularly stressful, but sometimes you have to ask. So I did what any normal human would do—I had an inquiry, therefore I asked a train staff. I used my mastery in Duolingo Japanese and asked: すみません、浅草はどこですか. That is so not impressive, but I love using my very limited Japanese whenever I can. I still struggle to speak it, but I can understand a lot of words; I'm just a bit rusty. How can I not? I've been going to Japan yearly since I was a kid, and literally, half my family lives there. For the record, I do study by book (I usually just give up after a few lessons). I used my Suica card and just led the way. I honestly have no idea how I know this because certain lines don't exactly lead where you want to go, and you need specific routes, but I can work my way around it. We arrived at Asakusa using the Tokyo Metro Ginza Line. I like taking direct train lines, but does anyone care or even notice?
We got there and entered one of the shopping streets. Our goal was to visit the Sensoji Temple. But before that, we had a meal. My brother and I separated from our parents to eat at McDonald's while they took their time deciding where they wanted to eat. Eventually, I joined my parents, and they were at this self-cook restaurant. I had the biggest fire ever, not a good thing. Even when I turned off my gas, it was still burning. I could've sworn the fire was a millimeter away from burning the table along with it. After eating, we walked some more and found this playground. My baby brother was ecstatic. I love Japanese playgrounds. It's like they really don't care much for their children's health. And that's a good thing. They had the tallest jungle gym ever, all made out of metal. I think it makes kids a little stronger. I climbed it too; I'm just a kid, not even an adult yet. I tried the monkey bars and got humbled pretty quickly. All I can do now is look back at my glory days when monkey bars were like my own domain. My baby brother played for quite some time while my mom looked at other shops. I waited at the swing and just took in the environment. When we finally convinced my baby brother to leave the playground, we arrived at the Sensoji Temple. My dad was performing various traditional practices, and I tried it with the smoke thing just out of respect. I walked around and played with my baby brother. The temple was pretty cool, and the people also had their kimonos on, so that was cool too.
We went back to the train station and decided to visit Shimokitizawa. It's really near Shibuya, so why not? This district is specifically known for its thrift shops. It had a good mix of just about every good ever. We couldn't explore it as much and only skimmed the surface since we still had to go back for Shibuya Halloween. My brother and I were left alone to roam around, and he got himself a lot of pieces. I bought a few too. We had several small talks with the people there. They're all so cool. I love cool people so much. We had dinner at a Thai restaurant, and though there was still air, which wasn't the greatest, my brother and I chose to ignore it.
?Now, for the actual Halloween celebration. Although Halloween is cancelled, every single street was still filled with people wearing their best costumes. My baby brother wore his skeleton costume, probably the only child wandering the streets at night. I also put some fake blood on him. See, the thing that's different here is that Halloween is more adult-based compared to Halloween in the US, for example. On that note, I think Trunk or Treats suck. It's safer, but since when was everything so dangerous? I think door-to-door Trick or Treating is still extremely superior. I wore my Halloween costume, a police costume, which was funny because there were police officers everywhere. As I've mentioned in my October 28, 2023 entry, there's a Halloween ban here. Probably hundreds of police were scattered with megaphones trying to maintain order, and I remember one of them distinctly; he was struggling. He didn't have a voice but was still doing his job. I felt bad. We saw thousands of costumes, all unique in their own ways. My brother was Toji Fushiguro, and we were on the lookout for some Jujutsu Kaisen cosplayers. We did find some, and he had people of his same taking pictures with him; it was a great experience. There was this one weird dude who was following me and telling me I was cool like かっこういい or cute かわいい, and we came across each other so many times. It was so weird. I appreciated the compliments, though. There was this other pretty old dude who straight up just held a camera and got a picture of me alone. I did a thumbs up and a weirded-out smile. I'm hoping that was just some normal interaction. But, to be completely honest, I was not wearing anything unique. I had literal duplicates, and the only thing that sets me apart from everyone else is that I look young. I'm 17 and I'm literally 4'11. To get a better image of this blog entry, just search up how the streets are like during Halloween in Shibuya. Everything was cool, and we did dozens of laps. We did that for quite some time, and we were literally coming across familiar faces. Before going back home, we ate ramen at our spot. Oh, and I'm pretty sure it was 30 minutes in when we dropped back my baby brother, so my brother, the cousin I was with, and I could walk around. Our hotel is located right before the alley where the midnight party was happening. Parties weren't allowed until October 31. It was past midnight, and the cool people were there. We checked it out; the cars and their basses were going insane. The party queues were long, and some side shops had girls inviting guys out. I tapped out. I was not fooling anyone. I literally heard one of the people behind me asking how old I was. I understand basic Japanese; I double-checked it too. But in the end, I went back to the hotel.