With aching feet and empty bellies, pushing your way past the throng through the extremely busy streets of Shinjuku may seem like a daunting task. A task David and I were willing to go through for the miniscule chance of getting a seat at Zoetrope, the legendary whiskey bar featured in various travel magazines and blogs.
Like most exciting things in Japan, this whiskey bar is stashed away on the third floor of a nondescript building serviced by an old, squeaky elevator. We arrived two hours before opening time and decided to get a bite to eat at the adjacent izakaya, Mifune. Continue reading “Got a free night in Shinjuku?”