Hollllllly crap. Just got back from summer sales in Harajuku-- only one word can describe it: CLUSTERFUCK.
In Japan, everything has a season. Right now, it's summer sales. Everything, literally EVERYTHING is on sale... and not at a whimpy price either. Everything is 30-70% off, it's like black Friday-- ON CRACK.
This is in LaForet, they needed to put up a net barrier to prevent theft/general mayhem.
Shop girls and guys were literally yelling themselves hoarse trying to get people to buy things.
It was a fucking jungle in there... and in other stores like Forever 21, H&M, and Zara. Basically all the places I frequent. ;_; I had to get out, so I went to Yoyogi Koen with the hopes of finishing my last required reading, Murakami Haruki's A Wild Sheep's Chase, and tanning in the sun.
I inadvertently stumbled upon the Japanese rockabilly population dancing at the entrance.
After photographing and watching them do the twist for a while, I then inadvertently stumbled upon my friend Nick and his friends from home playing football, err-- 'scuse me soccer, in the park.
We chatted for a while, and then walked to Shibuya for a good hour of ping pong followed by dinner at Pepper Lunch.
All in all, not a bad day. Just shows you never know where you'll end up when you're wandering aimlessly around Tokyo on a Sunday.