There’s something called Urban Exploration that seems to have taken off in popularity. No, it’s not the same as Urban Camping (a euphemism to refer to the homeless), Urbex involves traversing into abandoned buildings and other similar precarious places. Youtube has been a great help in creating a wonder behind this hobby. And I’m quite … More Urban Exploring? Haikyo?
The other day I was in a rush to run to the embassy, which was a good hour away by train. And so, like any other day, I biked to the station and left my bicycle leaning against the outer wall of the building just like dozens of other people on almost any given day. … More My Bike Got Towed (And I Paid $20 To Get It Back)
Four months. It’s been four months since my last post, and I sincerely apologize for my impromptu hiatus. But please don’t think that I was lazing about, skimping out on time that should have been used for a flow of writing. No, the last four months have been an absolutely awesome period of change and … More I’m Back (And Wow Has It Been Fun)
Nobody quite does trash like the Japanese do. Attribute it to their cleanliness or their lack of landfill real-estate, there’s a meticulous system that every Japanese person has ingrained into them from childhood. A foreigner will always find it a chore to remember all the rules. On an everyday basis, you get used to it. … More Sodai Gomi: Please take away my bed
Let’s step away from the hustle and bustle of Tokyo’s nightlife for a second. As fun as late night drinking is, you can’t always be downing liquid courage. Sometimes you just need a breather. Instead of Tokyo’s nightlife, we’re going to take at look at the Night Scene.
Japan is organized. It’s hard to argue with that viewpoint, and it’s obvious why. If Japanese culture wasn’t based on systematization how could the country possibly crank out the likes of World Order? The beauty of top MMA fighters in business suits. And yet, I think Japan feels more like organized chaos.
The first time I set foot in Japan was fittingly on April Fool’s Day. That was also the first time I saw a cherry blossom tree in person, albeit the only thing between the tree and me was a few inches of thick airport window glass and several miles of runway, but at least my … More What’s an Ex-Otaku?