I'll give you the bottom line up front. Urawa soapland, breasts.
Let me walk you through it step by step.
My experience and this topic
From my twenties into my forties, I've walked this world the whole way. Within that, today's topic is an issue I've faced again and again.
ElonAfter surveying nightlife scenes all over the world, my conclusion is that "the nightlife rooted in the local culture is the richest." In that sense, I think Japan's fuzoku is the highest standard on the planet. That's not blind love — it's a judgment based on comparison.
Points worth knowing
- Nailing the basics comes first — advanced stuff only stands on top of the fundamentals
- Stacked-up experience is the best teacher — you won't absorb it just by reading
- Find a shop you can trust — to cut down the time you spend wavering
ElonThe first time I went to a soapland in Yoshiwara I was 25. That was back before I had the pearls in. These days, the reaction I get when I go in with the pearls is one of the little joys. Conversations with a girl who actually asks "what is this?" turn out to be surprisingly fun.
The option I'm pushing right now
ElonI don't aim to conquer every soapland in the country, but I've made the rounds of the "signature soaplands" in each region. My conclusion: "service quality and cleanliness don't correlate." There are bargain joints with downright divine service.
Bottom line, I'd recommend a visit to First Class Ruby. The service quality, the ease of booking, and the overall consistency are all rock-solid.