Japan is a pisshead’s paradise! It’s a land of happy drunks, relaxed alcohol laws, and hilarious novelty bars which are open all night.
I arrived in Japan expecting a spiritually-enriching cultural experience. Several years later, all I have is a truckload of dodgy drinking stories, which I’m writing now in an attempt to pass my partying off as valuable “research” (rather than pissing my life away.)
On this site you’ll find reviews and information about weird watering holes, and true stories of booze-induced bad-behaviour and mishaps that I’ve experienced first-hand, or been told by friends, here in the land of the rising beer glass. Hence the drink-related title, “Gaijin Tonic.”
The term “gaijin”, as you probably know, means “foreigner” in Japanese. It’s considered a derogatory term by some but, when describing some of the dipsomaniac misfits in I’ve met, derogatory terms seem more than reasonable.
These tales of mayhem and merriment should ring a bell with anyone who has spent more than 24 hours in Japan. I hope the site will serve as a kind of tonic for gaijin and Japanese alike- an invigorating, tequila-laced chicken soup for the soul of the adventurous drunkard.