Hot-springs and capsule hotel

After the bus tour, we rode the amazing Tokyo subway to a a place that offered onsen (hot-springs) and a capsule hotel. I'd long wondered what it would be like to sleep in a capsule hotel and the Tokyo subway stops running at midnight so we needed a place to crash anyway. The hot-springs were almost entirely filled with Koreans! I had to stick a band-aid over my tattoo to avoid being mistaken for a member of the Yakuza (Japan's organized crime rings). But I got to wear a yakata (traditional Japanese bathrobe), which was pretty neat.

We had some trouble gaining access to the capsule hotels because none of the staff spoke any English. Eventually one of them resorted to using a Web translator, which did the trick. The capsule hotels did not quite match my expectations of a tempofoam coffin in a drawer, being more like bunk beds in a hostel.