Late Night in Kyoto

I'm in our tiny room. Back from 'A Bar', Lonely Planet's favorite Kyoto hangout. Long story short, it sucked. Lousy food, too many white people and overall underwhelming. I just drank from a beer can that I ashed a cigarette in a second ago. Didn't care for it. Davida's passed out and I've got half a mind to venture out again, but I'm too damned tired.

Today, we saw some temples, ate some very spicy noodles in a private booth kinda place that made me feel like a stripper was gonna show up at any second, and napped for a spell. Total success in my book.

Japan is starting to confuse me somewhat. The worldview here is very structured, very polite. The restaurants all close in the afternoons at the same time and everybody works way too much. I'm from Philly, dammit! I'm used to nasty, insensitive and lazy. I apologize alot for being an ignorant gaijin. I suspect China will be more my speed... if I can decipher the place in any way at all. I've heard they're rude, pushy and unconcerned with my problems. Sounds perfect.
-Ken