As imagined, Japan is mind-blowingly rad. And I've hardly left the hotel room yet. The first thing I saw when I flicked on the TV was an eating contest. A 100 lb girl polished off 10 pounds of steak in five minutes - the restaurant erupted in applause. I hope she got a ribbon. A blue ribbon. Eating one tenth your body weight in less time than it takes to change a spare tire is why blue ribbons were invented. Next up was an interactive 10 minute map-based breakdown of the northern movement of the cherry blossoms, orchestrated by an astute man with a long white pole with standard oversized round tip pointed at a computer graphic illustration. Strangely mesmerizing. Dom crashed hard from a deadly combination of amazement/jet lag. That's the problem with traveling across the international date line into the future. The jet lag. And the amazement.
I went out for a solo late night stroll only to stumple upon arguably the funnest construction zone in the entire universe:
So that was awesome.
Seven favorite Japanese vehicle names so far:
Fuso Super Great
Suzuki Turbo Joy Pop
Nissan Elgrand Highway Star
Toyota Super Exceed
And you just know there's more where that came from.
Have a successful happy bright great joy day - Kyle