Saturday was without a doubt the best day of the trip (so far). In the words of Albert, it was super-sugoi. The day began with a school festival at our friend's college. One of the first things we noticed was creepy Ronald McDonald. KIMOIIIII:

Next up was a haunted house. I'm hoping this wasn't put on by students in an English class:

The next room was put on by students studying to be flight attendents. They had a good setup, but the service was terrible:

The Reggae girls made us some delicious banana crepes:

But the most fun we had was going around with a group of girls from our friend's class and selling hot dogs and chocolate bananas to everyone we could find. FRANKFURT IKAGADESUKA?!?

I think they ended up making $150 for their class. Not too shabby. After the festival, the students returned to their classes for role call and other stuff. We sat patiently in our desks, admiring the graffiti:

Not in the picture: "It was delicious. I'm still keeping the ears." Just awesome. After the festival, we found a nice place to drink with some of our new friends. It was one of the coolest oriental relax spaces I've ever been to:

The place was crowded so we had a bit of a wait. Luckily the bench outside was built for five. Albert has yet to learn that you're required to flash a peace sign when getting your picture taken in Japan:

Even in Japan, you can't get away from the whole staff clapping and singing for somebody's birthday when you're at a restaurant. =(

The first bar was a lot of fun and I learned that Moscow Mules are delicious.

The girls had to go home and study for tests, so we walked them to the train station and then headed back to the crowded areas to see who we could meet. This guy (in the frilly duck hat) was celebrating his 28th birthday:

And tiger mask guy did some backflips for us:

While waiting for somebody to go to the bathroom, I saw a giant spider. I climbed up a lightpost to get a close-up:

The craziest damn thing we saw all night was this weird waterfall thing that we couldn't understand. The little bubbles would come down and stop and go back up, but the water kept streaming down. If we put our hands through it, the bubbles would go away. I think we finally decided it was magic:

Next we tried to find the bar we were at the night before, but while walking through a crowd of people, I heard a girl say to her friend "Bikkurishite! Gaijindayo!" which basically means: "Woah, a foreginer!" I haven't seen more than a small handful of caucasians in Sendai (as opposed to Tokyo which has quite a few or Rappongi which is mostly foreigners). Anyway, I turned around and told them in my perfect Japanese that I wasn't a foreigner and I had lived in Japan all my life. After a little more chatting, we convinced them to help us find some good dance clubs with hip hop music, but the hunt was unsuccessful so we wet to another bar. The MVP of the night was the 2am bacon pizza. It was super-sugoi: