Bicycles are as much a part of Japan as samurai and Pocky. In a country where cars and their associated costs are expensive and public transportation only goes so many places, bicycles are an affordable means of faster-than-walking transportation. They’re ubiquitous to the point that people are allowed to ride their bikes on the sidewalk, and pedestrians will unconsciously move aside if they hear a bicycle bell. That’s not the only difference, though. Continue reading
A (super-nerdy) linguistic aside: Continue reading
Fall brings changes, it seems. Continue reading
One thing I can say about Japanese convenience stores: I’ve never gotten a free beer coupon on an American convenience store receipt.
It’s been pretty quiet lately. Continue reading
I went to immigration this morning before work to get my new 在留 card. The last two years, it’s only taken me about an hour to get in and out. Not so this year. The line was freakishly long, and it was hours before my number finally got called. The good news is that I don’t have to go back for a while — I was given a three-year extension this time. (I asked for five, as always, so I only consider it a partial victory.)
I mentioned before I used to go to Yamatoya when I worked in Tamachi. I don’t get back very often, but I swung by after work tonight. I was greeted by one of the older guys there, who not only recognized me, but called me by a nickname he gave me after a joke I made one night. It’s always nice to be remembered.