from the Azabu-Juban Festival on Sunday.
Our meeting place was right near the stage. After everyone arrived, most of us quickly moved on due to the incessant bleating of these J-Pop girls. Their high-pitched squealing was enough to test a saint, but the guys stuck around as they insisted their kiddies were enjoying dancing to the music. Hehe, right.
We decided to take a casual saunter down the road. Nothing like an afternoon out with a few of the locals.
We passed heaps of food stalls, most of which seemed to be selling this stuff - octopus balls, I think. I took pity on this poor dude as it was so hot, and I imagine especially so in his little makeshift kitchen.
We wandered further and, joy oh joy, came across a stand selling champagne. A few bottles later, we were all dancing around the maypole, albeit a tad woozily.
The festival ended with Taiko drumming. I am so learning how to do this as it totally rocks, and it was definitely the highlight of the day.
The wives and mothers took the kiddies home and I hit the 'Pong with the lads. When will I learn?