I think the people from the hostel all went to Yoyoji Park? And I went also?

Like... what was that guy doing? He was dancing. He was a good dancer and he had a loyal crowd for some reason... people would go places just to be outside and watch this guy for example... or people in the park doing stuff... lots of people doing stuff outside... lotta dancing... and stuff... like...was this the times? Why were they so unafraid to do stuff in front of people like that? Like... I could talk for hours in speculation about what this guy is doing... or if people were there for him, he expected people there for him or he is just a street performer of some sort...like... is he a street performer for real or just someone that wants others see him dance? I could go on...

Then we walked back and in front of the big sumo place Ryōgoku Kokugikan and there might be some emo concert going on or something...

The Finnish dude got some okonomiyaki and I shoved a camera in his face while he ate it and he was cool with it. I think that was funny and cool actually. Like he was down for anything. People are usually weirded out by my camera habit. I think it is weird always having the camera... but looking back on it now...and watching the footage now... I still think it paid off being a weirdo with camera. Like... no skin off my dick. No big deal if I made a fool of myself or weirded others out by recording like a voyeur.

And then I ate an Onigiri... I forget what was in it... Salmon skin? Salmon roe? Chicken Egg? Those things were only a dollar and they seem a lot healthier than a hot dog.