Eventually we walked back to this little... "restaurant" which just so happened to be the first place we saw after stepping out of the station (just a coincidence that this type of thing happened at every meal............ yo). The food in the display case looked really good, and it was cheap! Instead of verbally ordering, we put money into a machine, pushed the button with our order's number on it, received a ticket, and gave that ticket to the cook. No tax or anything... BUT, we had to eat standing up, sipping udon over a counter. Too bad if you're tall! So it was actually fast food, only delicious! Even though my udon was cold (it was supposed to be hot...) it was still really good. It had 2 fried tofu skins, mmmmm.

Then we rode the train back to Yoyogi Olympic Center, where I walked into the wrong room on the wrong floor. The end!