I learned pretty quickly not to drink anything in China that didn’t come in a can. Here are some of my cans. BTW – the pink stuff was supposed to be a yummy treat but was colored tofu in a custard consistency. Very unfun.
In America you can take a 5 gallon jug to the market and fill it with spring water from a machine. Those wily Japanese take things a step further, and you can do the same thing with your 5 gallon bottle only instead of spring water, you can choose to fill it with miso broth or even green tea!
Colorful. Crazy. Delicious candy from Japan.
And then there is this depressed fucker…..
Although, in retrospect, I think this picture could be from the feet section and might be for inserts you put in your shoes to keep them from smelling bad.
You’re apt to see them anywhere. A little plat of land that serves as the local cemetary jammed full of headstones all crammed together. Space is such a premium on an island that literally every square inch is accounted for. This particular one was tiny and sat in the corner of the street where I was staying.
If you find yourself in the Aomori, Japan airport and you’re feeling a mite peckish, hit up the convenience shop and have some fresh clams. I watched the guy replenish the tank. Grab a bag. Grab some clams, and voila, you too could sit in front of gate and crack’em open for a tasty delight.
Here’s the guy loading up the tank.
Here is a side shot of the tank.
Here they are from the top.
As a kid, everyone had to write this theme when they returned to school. I no longer attend school but it seemed worthy enough to share my summer activities here.
- Took glassblowing classes
- Trained my cat to jump through hoops
- Writing a book on weddings
- Made 2 hats: one pillbox and one Carmen Miranda fruit hat
- Teaching myself shorthand
- Getting good at putting a diaper on my elderly cat
- Cataloging a tediously large collection of books I’ve been dragging around forever so I can sell them.
glass blowing class
Pan Am Pill Box Hat
My cat, Rabies on his learning course