I have so many memories of Ginza.
First, I met two Chinese friends? I guess they were store employees, and we started chatting. It was so funny. I met them because the staff at the drugstore across the street had such a terrible attitude that I came straight to this one. The prices weren't that different anyway.
I also dyed my hair for the first time〜
It really took a lot of courage. Ever since I was little, people have always complimented me on how jet-black and shiny my hair was.
(I was really proud of it, you know?
I made this decision because I really trusted the stylist (because my friend who dyes her hair all the time said he was really good), but when I came back, my mean-mouthed friend said I looked like a middle-aged lady⋯?
It looked much better after the color faded.
I also went to try the yakiniku and dessert that the stylist recommended. He was really easy to talk to, and we chatted using GPT for two hours. So cool〜 He also happened to be planning a trip to Taiwan!
I also ate at Yayoi Ken. I had just arrived in Tokyo that day and thought I still had almost two hours to shop, but I was starving, so I got in line.
Luckily, since I was alone, I got a seat really quickly, but I couldn't understand Japanese very well, and the employee even came out looking for me. I was such a mess, and then it turned out the employee was super handsome. I wanted to cry.
And then there was the time I had a massive nosebleed and people passed me tissues.
I often hear that Japanese people are cold. I had a nosebleed in the restroom, and while I was crouching on the floor wiping up the blood, I was honestly terrified that I might pass out. After wiping it up, I hurried out of the restroom without even buttoning my jeans and just pulled them up. My sun-protection jacket was long enough to hide it anyway, and I crouched there outside the restroom with my nose bleeding. (I think I did a great job—I even wiped the floor hahaha)
I figured that if I suddenly passed out, there would be more people around to help me. Then people passed me three packs of tissues, and someone alerted an employee. The employee came running in with a huge pack of tissues, and a foreigner even asked me, “Are you ok?”
I only went there twice, and both times were short visits, but I ended up with so many memories〜
