Category Archives: 东京

Eli and I kept running into a caravan of Japanese ultranationalists around the neighborhood of the American embassy.  Megaphones.  Imperial flags.  Recorded shouts from a Nutemberg-sized crowd.  It was all way more ominous than this merely vaguely ominous plaque by … Continue reading →

Some things about Japanese culture I just don’t get.  There are areas where you can’t walk five steps without being solicited by a Japanese teen with a babygirl voice wearing a maid’s uniform.  Solicited for what?  Still unclear to me. … Continue reading →

Love this Big Hero 6 poster I found in a giant electronics store.  

Found by the escalators up to the train platforms.

There is a gigantic, glowing Godzilla statue looming over the buildings of Shinjuku. Which reminds me of my favorite paraphrase of a line from Patriot Games: There has never been a daikaiju attack on American soil. Think about it.  

Saw this shop by our hotel in Shinagawa.  So many questions…

If dwarves carved lion statues they would look like this.  

 DAVID:  I think I’m the oldest person on this street.  ELI:  We’d never be able to tell.

 Moat around the Imperial Garden.  You’d think a “no trespassing” sign would’ve sufficed, but you’d be wrong.

 Had to push through throngs of teenage girls who were all waiting for (what we gathered was) some sort of boy band festival.  An incident I shall henceforth refer to as “David & Eli’s Escape from Budokan”.

Had trouble orienting myself to this map. Get your shit together, Tokyo.