Following a rather raucous night at the Park Hyatt Tokyo (you can can immerse yourself in our sozzled experience here), James and I hopped on the bullet train and travelled a casual 504km to Osaka – a city infamous for its food and drink scene.
Which we were finally able to endure after what I would call one of the ‘top 10 hangovers of my life’. Hurrah!
Expect castles, street food and helpful morsels of information including how the bloody hell do you use a Japanese laundry?
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