The train took about 45 minutes on the Marunouchi Line to Tokyo back to the Keio Plaza Hotel. Once there we checked in and our bellhop took us to (surprise, surprise) THE EXECUTIVE FLOOR. THe room was far nicer than the previous room. King size bed, lazy boy, awesome view of the city, hooked up with yukata kimonos and slippers, and more importantly INTERNET access. I let El take a nap while I took a hot shower and got ready for dinner. Since the storm had literally put a damper on our plans we decided to get dressed up for a nice dinner and hang out at our hotel. She had chosen for the hotspot to be Glass Court, a modern buffet style restaurant. Much, much nicer than any other buffet we've ever had we feasted. Foie gras with risotto, roast beef, smoked duck, fresh sea scallops, crab puree, seafood fritti and such with wine to to wash it down. For dessert we sampled several cakes and green tea ice cream. Stuffed silly we headed up to the 45th floor to have a night cap at SkyBar Polestar, a jazzy little cigar bar with an amazing view of downtown Tokyo, that would put Manuel's on 28th to shame. Afterwards we retired to our suite and passed out.
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