Japan Vets: Were the Old Days Better and if so, How?

Durg50 said:

Yep. First time i got laid in japan
Edit: id been here 10 days, so was a slow starter

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She even paid for the taxi, and it was the first time in my life (22 years old) i came directly from a blow job. It was quite the introduction to japan.
she must be around 50 years old now. I hope she has had, and is having a nice life. I remmeber that blow job very fondly

Durg50 said:

Lexington queen was for nova teachers and 15 year olds…. And literally A list hollywood celebs. The weirdest place ever. When i was working at nova and my weekend was wed/thu we used to get the last train into roppongi, arriving around 1am or something, then it was 3k nomihodai until 6am. The clientele was under age guys from international schools, english teacher losers (me), russian ‘models’ and gaijin-hunters. i loved it.
BUT they also seemed to attract every famous actor and athlete that visited japan. No idea how they did it.

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Well it was Bill Hersey’s (the manager) magic. The guy knew their agents or even had met them before in the US and quite frankly it was probably the only club these stars heard about in Tokyo, even if it was a shitty club, granted. At least there was a yankee who could welcome them , spoke the same language , knew the same people etc …
I saw a very drunk Steven Tyler there once.

Durg50 said:

Lexington queen was for nova teachers and 15 year olds…. And literally A list hollywood celebs. The weirdest place ever. When i was working at nova and my weekend was wed/thu we used to get the last train into roppongi, arriving around 1am or something, then it was 3k nomihodai until 6am. The clientele was under age guys from international schools, english teacher losers (me), russian ‘models’ and gaijin-hunters. i loved it.
BUT they also seemed to attract every famous actor and athlete that visited japan. No idea how they did it.

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What the fuck...is this what I missed by requesting "OSAKA" at my NOVA interview? But for real, you had the Wed/Thur slot? Slacker. Not one to brag, but I had the coveted Fri/Sat disco, courtesy of having sex with my "AT" and making sure my "T" knew that I knew her husband was fucking teenage branch students and leveraging that to get what I wanted. Yep, a born politician. I actually still remember being proud of weaseling my way into that schedule. Guess I was a piece of shit long before I showed up in Washington.

Keihan said:

What the fuck...is this what I missed by requesting "OSAKA" at my NOVA interview? But for real, you had the Wed/Thur slot? Slacker. Not one to brag, but I had the coveted Fri/Sat disco, courtesy of having sex with my "AT" and making sure my "T" knew that I knew her husband was fucking teenage branch students and leveraging that to get what I wanted. Yep, a born politician. I actually still remember being proud of weaseling my way into that schedule. Guess I was a piece of shit long before I showed up in Washington.

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in my last 6 months I got the Sunday/Monday which I liked a lot, because at that age I could do an all nighter on Friday, work may way through Saturday still drunk in the morning / hungover after lunch then power through for a good Saturday night then have Sunday off for a date day with whatever you'd picked up the previous week at Lexington / GasPanic / your lesson room the previous week.

to be honest I probably wouldn't mind that schedule now. I can deal with Saturdays hungover and its nice to have a day off when everyone else is at work (Monday) plus Sunday is the best drinking night of the week. Bars are populated but not too busy.

although ACTUALLY when I was 23 years old the wed/thu weekend was good too because the bars in Roppong or wherever were populated by retail workers with similar shifts. I once fucked a girl who worked at Tiffany Ginza store in the toilet at a Hub Shinjuku on a Tuesday night at 2am. That shit doesn't happen if you have a mon-fri 9-5.

I’m more an Asia Vet than a Japan Vet having spent a number of years in the region.

If you can find a copy of a long out of print guidebook called the All Asia Guide, which was published by the now defunct Hong Kong based Far Eastern Economic Review, then you might find it amusing. The guidebook had sections on the nightlife in various Asian destinations including Japan.

What wonderful times those in Shizuoka, without mobile phone or GPS, in which the Japanese grandmothers wanted to introduce me to their marriageable granddaughters. Now they hide them from me.
My first experience in Japan was with a shodo teacher, she spoke perfect English, she was a widow and a bomb of sexual energy accumulated in years. She introduced me to her lady friends, and I enjoyed a time where I didn't have to think so much about what to do on my free time, just be discreet, since most of them were married. I didn't need to speak a bit of Japanese, it was part of the exoticism. I used to go to Osaka more than Tokyo then for business or traveling overseas. I was staying at the Nikko. That hotel was a fetish for college girls from the discos and bars in the Dotombori area near the hotel. I didn’t know what excited them more, if the possibility of sleeping with a foreigner or having sex in a room at Nikko. Probably the second. Thought my hotel room at the Nikko went the hotel's PR, one receptionist, two JAL stewardess -in different nights, and the head of the lingerie department of the Daimaru department store across the street.
When I first came to Tokyo, I discovered that Roppongi could be dangerous, especially a Reggae bar on the main street that foreign journalists used to go. In those toilets everything happened. In Tokyo in those crazy years the key was to know where not to go, Now some places in Tokyo seem like a kindergarten, for foreigners, or a honeymoon paradise for Chinese couples, but the Internet has expanded the possibilities. As Monty Python said, always look on the bright side of the life.

Joe2017 said:

What wonderful times those in Shizuoka, without mobile phone or GPS, in which the Japanese grandmothers wanted to introduce me to their marriageable granddaughters. Now they hide them from me.
My first experience in Japan was with a shodo teacher, she spoke perfect English, she was a widow and a bomb of sexual energy accumulated in years. She introduced me to her lady friends, and I enjoyed a time where I didn't have to think so much about what to do on my free time, just be discreet, since most of them were married. I didn't need to speak a bit of Japanese, it was part of the exoticism. I used to go to Osaka more than Tokyo then for business or traveling overseas. I was staying at the Nikko. That hotel was a fetish for college girls from the discos and bars in the Dotombori area near the hotel. I didn’t know what excited them more, if the possibility of sleeping with a foreigner or having sex in a room at Nikko. Probably the second. Thought my hotel room at the Nikko went the hotel's PR, one receptionist, two JAL stewardess -in different nights, and the head of the lingerie department of the Daimaru department store across the street.
When I first came to Tokyo, I discovered that Roppongi could be dangerous, especially a Reggae bar on the main street that foreign journalists used to go. In those toilets everything happened. In Tokyo in those crazy years the key was to know where not to go, Now some places in Tokyo seem like a kindergarten, for foreigners, or a honeymoon paradise for Chinese couples, but the Internet has expanded the possibilities. As Monty Python said, always look on the bright side of the life.

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I was about to accuse you of being old and then I remembered that I only got my first cell phone about five years before I arrived in Osaka, that trusty old Nokia handheld that EVERYONE had back in the late 90s. But that brought back another memory, as well. Just before I relocated to Japan in the early 2000s, I'd gotten this brand new, latest and greatest, cutting edge technology cell phone that was THE FIRST to have an attachable camera device. Yes, that's right...a separate little camera that you could plug into the bottom of the phone and use it to take shitty, grainy still photos. HO...LY...SHIT. I thought I was fucking pimp. I remember going to the bar and showing that shit off and everyone at every surrounding table is like, "OH MY GOD, THERE'S A FUCKING CAMERA ON YOUR PHONE???" I was so proud of myself.

A few months later I show up in Japan and at NOVA orientation they hand me the paperwork and instruct me to go down to the Namba Vodafone shop to pick up my new basic cell phone, and once there discovered that EVERY single fucking phone--even the free ones!--had integrated cameras that took actual, decent photos.

Come to think of it, I still have a few of my old Japan phones somewhere in storage. I just came across my old Samsung super-thin one-piece that was my last phone before coming home in 2009. Still has the omamori tied to it that asked the gods to give me a bigger dick.

Evidently the gods denied that request.

Keihan said:

Evidently the gods denied that request.

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Don't give up the hope yet. Miran is working again so you just need to get yourself to Japan and your wish will be granted.

Pre midtown and roppongi hills, Roppongi was a proper red light district borderline ghetto where the rich and careless went to do things good people didn't do in good neighborhoods.
Shibuya was young and gritty.
Shinjuku was "dangerous".
The bubble was popped but no one wanted to admit it. Finance ruled. Tech was NOT cool. Gaijin meant expat.
Japanese girls wanted white guys. Full stop. If you couldn't get someone to go home with you on Friday night you simply weren't interested.
Good. Fucking. Times.
Roppongi and shibiya are fucking Disneyland now.

Maxblack said:

The bubble was popped but no one wanted to admit it. Finance ruled. Tech was NOT cool. Gaijin meant expat.
Japanese girls wanted white guys. Full stop. If you couldn't get someone to go home with you on Friday night you simply weren't interested.
Good. Fucking. Times.

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I remember back around early 2004, I was slumming through the end of my first year at NOVA and this new teacher showed up at my branch. Tiny little blonde dude, maybe 5'4ish max, from TEXAS. Now perhaps 5'4 isn't small, per se, in your neck of the woods, but as they say: "Everything is bigger in Texas." In other words, this guy was a fucking midget where he came from and probably didn't have much experience, if any at all (unpaid, anyhow) with the fairer sex. Anyhow, at the end of his first week at the new branch I offered to take him out drinking after work and we got nice and fucked up on cheap Tanrei mugs. That's when he looks serious for a second and leans forward:

"Hey, I gotta ask you something."

Turns out after orientation he decided to go do the moron tourist shit and go strolling through downtown Kyoto, and while lumbering around along the river some Japanese girl who spoke decent English approached him, walked with him for a bit and then asked him if he wanted to come back to her apartment, where she proceeded to noisily fuck him, thank him and then kick him out. And he, being a guy who most girls back home probably thought of as this cute, asexual pixie, could just not wrap his mind around this.

"This shit isn't fucking normal, is it?"

"You're white, you dumb fuck," I say. "If you've got a pulse and are capable of getting your dick hard, you will get laid in this country." Anyhow, he caught on pretty quickly and ended up nailing a whole mess of NOVA students, a few NOVA teachers and then a whole assload of fat/old/crazy chicks at the usual gaijin bars. And I guess he was a bit more intelligent than most expats making their way through Japan and recognized that the majority of Japanese females are, at best, borderline mentally ill--he bailed before 2-year mark and went continent-hopping, eventually marrying a pretty, tall white girl and has kids who, hopefully, won't be as vertically-challenged as him when they grow up.

Things have certainly changed but with this pandemic disrupting the natural order of everything, who knows? Maybe after the neurotic, irrational virus fears that the majority of Japanese will naturally harbor toward foreigners declines in a year or two, with the shortage of young white males moving to Japan to work shithole jobs for over two years, perhaps there may be some sort of renaissance of some sort? All I know is I need the other half to make me a sign to hang around my neck that clearly states, "I AM NOT CHINESE" (along with my CDC vaccination card proof), before I take that potential trip this Spring.

I miss the old RLD in Koganecho... It was a smorgasbord of international pussy. It was all short time, but you could not beat the pay for play and walking up and down the alleys.

Durg50 said:

Whatever happened to those? Seems all conbinis sell alcohol now but when I was new here i remember only about half of them did.

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That's because they had vending machines back then that sold not just cans of beer but a 3L mini keg and bottles of scotch.

Durg50 said:

Whatever happened to those? Seems all conbinis sell alcohol now but when I was new here i remember only about half of them did.

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They eased the liquor license requirements for stores in 2003 - prior to that there were requirements that no liquor retailer could operate within a certain distance of another, based on the active population of an area, which is why many smaller towns only had one liquor store.

A lot of independent liquor stores went out of business pretty much overnight when they relaxed that restriction and allowed convenience stores to obtain licenses.

I first came to Japan in late '80s to study Japanese. Had no money but did speak some Japanese; ventured in to Roppongi when I could and had some good times, but nothing like when I returned as an expat in '92.

I was young, white, fit, had no strings, lots of cash and took over my predecessor's Homat apartment in Roppongi for for the first six months. It was a bonanza. Fucked the real estate girl who was showing me apartments. Fucked a stewardess I met on a business trip to Hiroshima. Fucked OLs from other companies in the building where I worked. Fucked shop attendants. Walk in to a bar in Roppongi, meet some girl, tell her I lived around the corner, went home and fucked. Go to a bar with a buddy, pick up two chicks, take them for "tea" at my place...fucked and switched. Go to a bar with a buddy pick up one chick, leave her to him in the livingroom, but she ditches him and slips in to my bed to fuck (cuz it was my apartment). It was fuck, fuck, fuck all the time. Then I met a gorgeous model who fucked me so much and so well I had to marry her. Now its 30 years later. She's still hot but the fucking has slowed (not that I could keep up anymore anyway).

That perfect condition that was Roppongi in the early '90s is gone, never to return. Don't wish for the past, go out and get what's there today.

PJLake said:

Don't wish for the past, go out and get what's there today.

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Amen.
Very wise.

PJLake said:

I first came to Japan in late '80s to study Japanese. Had no money but did speak some Japanese; ventured in to Roppongi when I could and had some good times, but nothing like when I returned as an expat in '92.

I was young, white, fit, had no strings, lots of cash and took over my predecessor's Homat apartment in Roppongi for for the first six months. It was a bonanza. Fucked the real estate girl who was showing me apartments. Fucked a stewardess I met on a business trip to Hiroshima. Fucked OLs from other companies in the building where I worked. Fucked shop attendants. Walk in to a bar in Roppongi, meet some girl, tell her I lived around the corner, went home and fucked. Go to a bar with a buddy, pick up two chicks, take them for "tea" at my place...fucked and switched. Go to a bar with a buddy pick up one chick, leave her to him in the livingroom, but she ditches him and slips in to my bed to fuck (cuz it was my apartment). It was fuck, fuck, fuck all the time. Then I met a gorgeous model who fucked me so much and so well I had to marry her. Now its 30 years later. She's still hot but the fucking has slowed (not that I could keep up anymore anyway).

That perfect condition that was Roppongi in the early '90s is gone, never to return. Don't wish for the past, go out and get what's there today.

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Inspiring post. So you met your wife in 92 & married around the same time? You sure fitted in a lot of action in your 6 months in Roppongi! No question, you are a true master!

PJLake said:

I first came to Japan in late '80s to study Japanese. Had no money but did speak some Japanese; ventured in to Roppongi when I could and had some good times, but nothing like when I returned as an expat in '92.

I was young, white, fit, had no strings, lots of cash and took over my predecessor's Homat apartment in Roppongi for for the first six months. It was a bonanza. Fucked the real estate girl who was showing me apartments. Fucked a stewardess I met on a business trip to Hiroshima. Fucked OLs from other companies in the building where I worked. Fucked shop attendants. Walk in to a bar in Roppongi, meet some girl, tell her I lived around the corner, went home and fucked. Go to a bar with a buddy, pick up two chicks, take them for "tea" at my place...fucked and switched. Go to a bar with a buddy pick up one chick, leave her to him in the livingroom, but she ditches him and slips in to my bed to fuck (cuz it was my apartment). It was fuck, fuck, fuck all the time. Then I met a gorgeous model who fucked me so much and so well I had to marry her. Now its 30 years later. She's still hot but the fucking has slowed (not that I could keep up anymore anyway).

That perfect condition that was Roppongi in the early '90s is gone, never to return. Don't wish for the past, go out and get what's there today.

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You know, by a similar metric I think I hit the sweet spot for my unique demographic by showing up in Japan in the early 2000s. The market was already unsustainably saturated with white males, at least it certainly was in Osaka. Just being white was no longer a free seat on the Nozomi to Pussy, JPN. Of course, any white guy with a pulse could get laid on any given night at any bar or club but now he actually had a try a bit and actually faced competition. And I think that created a window of opportunity for me, the ethnically-Japanese incognito deviant.

I was a fucking oddity to people. I confused many, naturally, as a Yamato-looking, English-speaking human with a U.S. passport is a challenging concept for the average Japanese to grasp. But by that token, it made me quite interesting, even provocative. "HMMMMM...HE LOOKS LIKE US, BUT ISN'T REALLY ONE OF US? MAYBE I'LL FUCK HIM JUST TO SEE." I've said it before, eikaiwa sayonara parties were invaluable hunting grounds where I could prey on the "friend" that tagged along "just to see." Racist enough that she wouldn't fuck a white person, but curious nonetheless about this gaijin culture and I was that perfect compromise (and if she got pregnant, as one girl told me, her family wouldn't kick her out as I'm still junketsu). And of course, I'd always break the ice with "OH, I'M JAPANESE-AMERICAN FROM [I'd switch it up here...Honolulu, L.A., Seattle, whatever I thought would work on the particular girl]. And everyone here knows the answer that would elicit, if I read her right:

"EEEEEHHHH!!!?? I WANT TO LIVE IN [bullshit town]!!!"

Nowadays? Nobody in any major city gives two fucks where I'm from. They don't ask, and if I tell them they don't care. They seriously do not give a shit. I hit popular restaurants in Tokyo and Osaka, and the walls are plastered with polaroid photos of douchebag Asians from all over the states, doing their fucking peace signs and acting like jackasses. More often than I care to recall, I see pictures of people I know. And it makes me fucking sick. These assholes ruined what was a beautiful monopoly just twenty years ago.

Now, one might suggest that this is because I'm now in my 40s, no longer have the gym-sculpted body (or even the same hairline, if I'm being honest), and I can't imagine that the wedding band helps much. It could also be that the girl working the bar counter, after serving me my 14th pint, may not fully appreciate the wisdom and subtle nuances of my 15-minute rants about Chinese tourists, Democrats, electric cars and pissing in my pants more often now than ten years ago. But they can blame themselves for serving me 14 fucking pints. I'm headed back in November, by the way. Congratulations to Japan.

PJLake said:

Don't wish for the past, go out and get what's there today.

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Definite words of wisdom! That's a more productive and mentally healthy approach . . .

One thing that Japan continues to produce is a never-ending supply of cute slender girls with great taste in fashion and cuisine.

Despite the fact that I am a few years north of 40, the J-Girls that I meet in New York don't seem to find me repulsive.

There are tourists and other J-Girls in Tokyo who say that they want to meet me when I drop into town.

My conclusion - Japan is still good in my eyes.

As the old counter-culture expression goes: "Buy the ticket and take the ride."

TAG Manager said:

I won't disagree that Japan has its fair share of beauty and class, but I do believe that it's proportionate to other 1st world countries.

Yes, I am dating a Japanese woman, for a few years now, and while she is not a knockout ten, she is perfectly fine for my tastes. She has good taste in fashion, food, entertainment and is a commensurate professional in her own career.

My point is that I could probably meet someone of equal or greater value in just about any major city. I just happen to have wound up in Japan, I could have wound up almost anywhere depending on the opportunity.

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People who ‘ended up’ in Japan (ie they happened to travel and couldve ended up anywhere) tend to be happier and better socially adjusted than those who always had a dream to come to specifically Japan.

Durg50 said:

People who ‘ended up’ in Japan (ie they happened to travel and couldve ended up anywhere) tend to be happier and better socially adjusted than those who always had a dream to come to specifically Japan.

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That's an understatement. In my experience, the types who show up in Japan because they've "always dreamed of living in Japan" and took Japanese language courses in high school and JPN100 and JPN200 and JPN300 and JPN350 in college and can rattle off a list of their two hundred favorite actors and actresses and singers and poets and comics and songs and dramas and just can't wait to immerse themselves in this fascinating, amazing culture...usually have something very, very fucking wrong with them (and they're usually Americans).

Yet another reason I ended up sitting at smoky bar counters with drunken violent brits and aussies, who only showed up in Japan because the Navy wouldn't let them back in, it was better than doing roofing or stealing cars and the work visas were "piss easy" (another term I learned on my first day at NOVA orientation) and who could construct shockingly meaningful sentences almost entirely composed of the words "fuck," "twat" and "cunt." Sadly enough, hanging out with those dumb shits is the primary reason I still go back to Osaka.

TAG Manager said:

I've seen way too many of these "Japan will solve all my problems" types

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I've been advocating for immigration to require a clean bill of health from a psych before issuing work visas for years.

Keihan said:

That's an understatement. In my experience, the types who show up in Japan because they've "always dreamed of living in Japan" and took Japanese language courses in high school and JPN100 and JPN200 and JPN300 and JPN350 in college and can rattle off a list of their two hundred favorite actors and actresses and singers and poets and comics and songs and dramas and just can't wait to immerse themselves in this fascinating, amazing culture...usually have something very, very fucking wrong with them (and they're usually Americans).

Yet another reason I ended up sitting at smoky bar counters with drunken violent brits and aussies, who only showed up in Japan because the Navy wouldn't let them back in, it was better than doing roofing or stealing cars and the work visas were "piss easy" (another term I learned on my first day at NOVA orientation) and who could construct shockingly meaningful sentences almost entirely composed of the words "fuck," "twat" and "cunt." Sadly enough, hanging out with those dumb shits is the primary reason I still go back to Osaka.

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I miss you too