cityrama

I had 5 years in Japan and drunken exploits included missing the last train and sleeping in a doorway, missing the last train and running home, even though I didn't know where I was going, just followed the train tracks, going on the sauce and only waking up at 12:30 the next day, having missed most of school, goinog over the handlebars after been drunk under the table by two Karate teachers and having a badly cut head as a result, having to carry a zen buddhist priest home to his temple after over cooking it on the shochu (Korean rice wine). Those are off the top of my head. Am sure there are plenty of others....