Outside my hostel in Asakusa. Yes I clearly realize these photos are horridly overdue but better late than never yes? Well, because I'm a terrible procrastinator, (which is not obvious at all...) I didn't get a reservation in time to beat the big summer rush for holiday and ended up using HostelBookers.com to find a last minute place to stay. That, needless to stay wasn't the greatest idea and my two wonderful friends and myself found ourselves spending sixteen days in what we fondly recall- The Devil's Sleeping Bag. (Ken's House of Horrors, The Horror Hostel, I think you get the point) I seriously, and I really do wish this was a joke, found myself wondering if we had wandered onto the set of an old Japanese horror film and if a girl with bleeding eyes was going to birth out of the stain on the wall and strangle me with her hair. Unfortunately this wasn't a movie set. I also learned from this experience that even though you take a shower, sometimes it can make you feel less clean...
