Tokyo 2007: There is something about Tokyo

Went to Roppongi today with Yuki to eat dinner at a Swedish restaurant called 'Lilla Dalarna'. I've been passing this place several times earlier but I never went inside but today was the day. Just by standing outside I couldn't imagine what I actually saw, a typical small Swedish summer cottage was built between some modern buildings; as I opened the door to the restaurant I were close to drop my jaw. From being in the high tech city of all cities to step back into old Sweden felt very bizarre but fun, I looked at every little detail and got more happy the more details I found. We sat down, ordered a Swedish dinner set for around 3000 yen/25 American dollars/knappt 180 ynka svenska spänn and got a nice plate of herring and stuff as appertizers. Then Yuki got meatballs (now that's original) and I got a breaded fillet of meat and blue cheese (now would any Swede please give a comment if this is a typical Swedish dish or not, I just think about Germany as soon as I think breaded fillets or schhhhhhhnitzels), anyway, the food was great and the coffee tasted like real coffee without any sugar or sweetener in it, yay! Before we moved on to Mori Tower to see the city view I had to see Lilla Dalarna's toilet, OMG!

Välkommen till Lilla Dalarna!

For you who haven't been in Sweden, this is what the interior looks like in every house and apartment of Sweden, scary isn't it?

Our three Swedish friends. Dalahästen (the small red horse every Swede is talking about, you're only aloud to take a riding tour on these ones when you're a small kid), Snöbollslyktan (a lantern made out of ice, we usually keep it in the freezer so it won't melt), and Midsommarstången (the big Midsummer penis symbol that Swedes likes to go crazy about, yes, this is the thing Swedes connects to the frog dance).

A typical Swedish toilet, this is one of the latest releases.

This is just a sign of that Swedes are strange people, except from just connecting big green Midsummer penises and frog dances we also connect pooping to a way of thinking about life. This text goes something like "Here is a place for your own business and thoughts, if someone knocks on the door, get the hell out of there".

When we got to Mori Tower it turned out that they had an exhibition called 'the Sky Aquarium' at the same floor as where you could enjoy the city view so we bought some tickets and went and saw a lot of fishes too. I weren't aloud to take pictures there though but, as you can see, I had the opportunity to have a seat in one of the aquariums to get a nice chat with Nero and his friends.

On our way to the Mori Tower we saw these white numbers. As time goes by the numbers change to new numbers, guess this is one of those ultra modern high tech things of Tokyo I don't get what it is ... but I like it, I like it a lot.