Sushi in the sky

Upon going over to the building next door we discovered that there was a gentlemen's club on the top floor, and so we had in fact seen girls wearing bunny ears. 

Membership was 50,000 Yen so we decided to give it a miss and instead went to a Sushi restaurant on the 50th floor, which afforded a pretty spectacular view of the city at night.

The next morning we checked out of the hotel and headed to the station to catch a train to Otsuki, where we would switch to a different train line to do the last leg of the journey.

According to the screens in the train the first train appeared to be going all the way to our final destination, despite being run by an entirely different company, and so we decided to stay on until the end and see what happened.

We passed an amusement park, Fuji-Q Highland

 We arrived at Kawaguchiko and were able to pay for the extra trip we had just stolen.

Kawaguchiko is near Mt Fuji, hence the cute little guy on the front of the train.

In theory, you can see Mt Fuji from here. Due to the cloudy day I have lots of photos of "No Mountain"

After eating lunch we were still a little early for check in, so we dropped our bags off and walked around the town for a bit.

 We stopped at the creepiest Shrine in Japan

 Before heading out to a park at the edge of lake Kawaguchi

 After which we were able to head back and check in.

so fancy even the tables have quilts.

An onsen even filthy tattooed criminals can use.

The Japanese have two* sorts of pillows. Western pillows and lumpy pillows.
*technically, there's a hybrid soft on one side, lumpy on the other, that might count as a third type.

While I was checking the cupboards in the room for Ninjas, I came across a lumpy pillow without a pillow case, and so was able to see exactly what is inside them.
Lots of small pieces of wood, apparently.

In Soviet Japan pillow makes impression in you

We watched some deranged Japanese TV, sat down to a delightful 17 course meal, and then the drinking began.

an exquisite bottle of Junmai Daiginjo Sake

Two points of advice:
1) Japanese wine (at least the sort you open with a ring pull) is terrible.
2) "Don't let me drink all of this myself" should not be followed up with "That's finished, let's see what's in the mini bar"

The following morning was less than optimal.

Kill me...

After eating breakfast and then going back and lying in bed delaying check out for as long as possible, I finally had to get up and trying and arrange paying for the stay with a Japanese woman who spoke no english, and I'm fairly sure was new. She was terribly confused that I wanted to sign the credit card slip until she summoned another maid who I think said something along the lines of "the fuck is wrong with you? of course he signs the credit card slip"

Mercifully we were given a lift back to the station rather than having to haul our stuff for 2km on foot.

The weather had improved an we were finally able to see Fuji.

After which we got some food and some touristy trinkets, and then settled in for a very uncomfortable bus ride.