One of the most memorable moments of that night we were not allowed to document through pictures: the Maid Cafe. I had read about Maid Cafes and been told that we should visit one by a friend who had been to Japan before. It was definitely fun and weird. Michael had a little less fun I think. We walked in and the hostess rang a bell--around 6 to 10 female-only servers in unison said something we did not understand in Japanese (probably a unique greeting) and waved at us. The servers and hostess are dressed in baby pink outfits that border between Little Bo Peep and a french maid. They had knee high stockings with platform patent leather Mary Jane shoes. Their hair was up in ponytails and makeup done up to enhance how big their eyes and how rosy their cheeks were.
We were seated right away and handed a laminated menu. The hostess pointed to a section of the menu that told us (in English, thank god), that photographs were prohibited except for food photos, we were not allowed to share a dish, and a mandatory gratuity would be added to the bill (which is weird for Japan). We accepted. Sitting around us was about half a dozen men. I was definitely the only women in there who was a customer, and probably one of very few female clients they ever get. It seemed to me that each of the maids catered to each individual customer. Ours was the only one who spoke English. They guy sitting next to us had a maid that seemed to "really enjoy" looking at all the photos he had on his phone. And two younger men who were together had a maid that was more casual, leaned on the table, and was totally playing the "flirty-charming" card. When we looked around we noticed another weird thing, each man who was sitting alone had a stuffed animal at his table. One guy had it carelessly placed on the seat across from him out of sight, and the oldest guy in the room had his stuffed animal sitting directly across from him on the table facing him wile he ate and didn't engage in conversation with any of the maids.
Michael and I began to feel that the Maid Cafe idea began as a fun playfully sultry cafe for gentlemen, but turned into a place where men come to battle loneliness... hence the stuffed animals, the warm welcome, and each maid trying to cater to each individual customer. Kind of sad... but in a fun way?!
We decided to order dessert. We each got ice cream sundaes. Michael, strawberry. Me, chocolate. When they arrived they looked delicious and artfully crafted. They were served in those typical tall cone shaped frilly glass cups. You would assume that there were about 3 standard sized ice cream scoops in there... but after we each ate the top layer scoop, we discovered sweet bread cubed under mine! Michael had cornflakes under his. It was good, but so weird! And left us feeling a little cheated out of ice cream. Two expensive ice cream sundaes and a weird experience later, we thanked the maids and left for our hotel. What an end to our first night in Akihabara!
With another day gained in Tokyo, we decided to visit the happiest place on Earth, again. Disney Land Tokyo here we come! We did DisneySea during our first Tokyo trip. So we wanted to see what Disney Land Tokyo would be like. It was kind of like a "greatest hits" park. There was Cinderella's Palace, something that looked a lot like Frontier Land, Splash Mountain, Tower of Terror, Haunted Mansion, It's a Small World, the Peter Pan ride, and a few other staples along with some new ones!