After having racked up 20,576 steps yesterday and feeling a bit poorly, I slept until 10am.
I had the Robot Restaurant booked today and opted for the early time of 2.30pm, although the show doesn't start until 3.30pm and finishes at 5pm.
Not feeling like going out for breakfast (I'm not much of a breakfast person anyway), it was a quick trip downstairs to Lawsons where I stumbled upon this magnificent creation.
Rice, egg and tomato sauce. So ridiculous it worked. It was marvellous. Why hadn't I thought of this before?
There was a kettle in my room, but on;y a tea bag and a green tea bag. Lawsons coffee i not great but I had to settle for it.
Before too long is was out into the Tokyo air and it was cooler today with a top temp of 13. It felt a lot warmer in the sun, but cool in the shade.
I had done a bit of research on the Robot Restaurant. Most reviews were favourable, but I was also aware that it was not to everyone's liking.
It's not actually a restaurant. You can buy fried chicken, popcorn and a bento but that's it. You can also buy booze and they will take every chance to get you to put your hands in your pockets.
As I type (Monday 2 March) the whole thing had closed down due to the coronavirus. I really did time my trip to the absolute best possible way.
I'd also heard that you should never pay full price. Full price is ¥8500 ($120), which is absurd.
However there are websites such as Klook and Govoyagin that sell them from around ¥5000 ($70) for the early shows and a bit more for the later shows.
I booked with govoyagin.com and was sent a conformation email which you then take to the ticket office directly opposite the 'restaurant'.
They are pretty strict with times. In my case, I had to pick up my ticket strictly between 2.30pm and 3pm.
You are then directed to enter and after a series of steps you are taken to a 'holding pen' where you can buy drinks etc. There is a musician playing and it's actually quite a nice way to warm up for the main show.
Tall cans of Asahi were only ¥500 ($7) so that was very decent.
There was a guitar player doing his thing and he was very good.
The waiting room is very brightly lit.
Apart from a group of four British-Indians (their words not mine, and nice blokes too, boy did they put the beers down!) the crowd was all white caucasian.