Following Sofia Coppola’s beautifully arched screenplay, Luke and I took to the streets of Tokyo eager for our own “Lost In Translation” moments. You know, the dizzying freedom of being one of many millions of people, scrambling through Shibuya’s multi layered crosswalk like an ant in an anthill, getting caught up in the night’s lights and fluorescent, shining beams, dodging between umbrella topped salary men and being a total and complete stranger in the craziness that is Tokyo. More on those later, guys! But those many, magnificent moments were culminated with our stop at the famous hotel in which the movie was set. Check out how we got Lost In Translation At The Park Hyatt Tokyo.

The New York Bar, where Scarlett Johansson and Bill Murray’s characters have their many interactions in the movie, is located at the tippy, tippy top of The Park Hyatt Tokyo… which actually isn’t completely the whole building… it’s only the top 14 floors out of 52. THAT is how big Tokyo is! Hotels aren’t even big enough to take up half of a multistory skyscraper! Regardless, the hotel is gorgeous. I don’t think I’ve ever been in a more swanky hotel lobby/restaurant/library/bar in my life.

After being seated at a table overlooking the darkening Tokyo city skyline, it was pretty clear that we just had to stick around for a drink or two. Cue me swaggering a classic line from the movie: “for a relaxing time, make it Suntory time.” A few minutes later and I was being satiated with the most delicious Old Fashioned I’ve ever had while overlooking a spectacular view of Tokyo’s night sky I don’t think I will ever forget.

Some tips for travelers looking to have their own moment getting Lost In Translation at the Park Hyatt Tokyo:

– A 2,200 yen cover charge begins at 8pm (7pm on Sundays) when the jazz band begins to play. If you’re like us and want to eliminate this costly expense, come around 5pm instead and enjoy the sunset.

– The bar’s dress code is pretty relaxed but strictly followed, so be sure to suit up appropriately. No beach sandals and no sportswear, cut off tank tops and the like. Come looking cleaned up and you’ll fit right in.

– Photography is asked to be taken discretely (hence why I don’t have an extensive amount of photos). I felt comfortable taking a few snaps around our table, but I definitely would not suggest setting up your own photo shoot or taking endless selfies… it’s just not the right environment.

– The hotel used to offer a “Tokyo Escape Package”, which includes a one night stay, access to the hotel’s spa and training facilities (which are also featured in the movie) and a free cocktail in the New York Bar for 55,000 yen, as well as a five night version named “Lost in Translation Package” for 380,000 yen. I haven’t been able to track this down on their website, but if you are excited to splurge a little on your Tokyo experience you might be able to find this while you book your reservation.

There are moments when you travel when you have a wave of gratitude overcome all else. This was one of those moments for me. How lucky am I to be sitting, looking at this view, sipping on a drink next to the person I love? How freakin’ lucky? In all the doubts and strife and worries and planning and chaos that comes with travel, this is why we do it. To realize how small and similar we all truly are, and to maybe, just maybe see something as beautiful as this. We might’ve gotten our Lost In Translation moment we were seeking at The Park Hyatt Tokyo, but I think we walked away with so much more than that.