If anybody wants an interesting experience in Osaka, stay at Meruhen. I'm laughing just thinking about it. Words cannot describe the comical mixture of being sick and staying here. To begin with, Meruhen is a love hotel. And let's say from the regular sound we heard at night, there was plenty of lovin'. That, or someone was banging furniture against the wall at regular intervals - which is, of course, very plausible. My sickly being very much appreciated the well positioned box of tissues on top of the bed. Tissues are so very useful, aren't they.
From my understanding, two floors are reserved for airbnb residence, and the rest operates as your standard Namba love den. My friend and I stayed in the described 'Japanese' style, while our third mate stayed in the 'Western' one. Note the apostrophes. Japanese style? See above. Western style? See below. Because as everyone knows, nothing says the West than a portrait of a (mostly) naked white woman. Wait, you say, that doesn't do it for you? Don't worry! If you turn on the television, you will immediately view censored Japanese porn! All the fun with pixelated tidbits. (Tips for sharing the fun: Skype a friend and face the camera to the television before the connection loads. Love is an universal language, they say.)
Other than the priceless entertainment, it was not the cleanest, but its location was fantastic. It was a short walking distance to Dotonbori - which basically sums up my two-day Osaka experience. We partook in the popular pastime of eating. Takoyaki, okonomiyaki, crepes, oh yes, oh yes.