Yes, we're finally at the airport. And consequently, the local pub. By pure chance, in case you're wondering. Just happens so that the chance's name is Miikka.
Anyhow, the beers here are freaking expensive. I bought a round for me & Miikka (2 pints of Foster's), and the total was.. 17 freaking euros. WTJesusF? Despite this little upset, Miikka bought a second round. Still F'n 17 euros. That's 34 euros for 2 beers each. Seriously, are the bartenders androids that consume liquid gold for fuel? The messed up thing is, I don't even care. We're at the airport and nothing costs nothing, and we're just fine with that.
Because. Japan.
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