Let’s Goyang!

I’ve gone through in quite abit of detail on my short visit to Japan (some might even feel I ramble too much). I’ve covered the sites I saw, the cities I visited, and especially - the food I tasted.

Mmm… nothing like a bottle of refreshing body-fluids.

Now you didn’t think I’d leave Japan without experiencing the weird and the wonderful of Japanese culture, did you?

One of the things that I couldn’t get enough of in Japan were the vending machines. Maybe its that boy-geek in me that likes machines and gadgets. Or maybe its just a fetish.

But it trills me to no end everytime I slot in my money and push some buttons and wait for that ‘ker-plunk!’ sound of my purchase coming out. It makes me want to squeal and clap my hands like a little boy.

Vending machines are everywhere in Japan and they sell just about anything! From ciggies, ice-cream, drinks and snacks - its like a grocery store in a box!

Arcades are everywhere as well. And they remind me of casinos. Heck, they even operate like one. Except instead of playing slot machines and exchanging cash-chips, you play cute little games to win tickets and exchange them for stuffed toys.

In a drunken state - me and a friend lost a serious amount of money on these stupid machines trying to get ONE doll. It was right at the corner and you ALWAYS ‘almost have it’. We got it in the end though.

When Japanese people aren’t working 10 hour shifts and slurping ramen - they like to dress up as girls.

Nah, that’s not true!

But there must be alot of them who do like this whole cosplay thing. Otherwise how come costumes are so readily available? And they don’t come cheap too, otherwise it would have been an interesting souvenir…

Its quite interesting that this multi-storey shop we went into had everything related to Japanese pop-culture.

On the ground floor had normal stuff like books and comics and toys and such.

But the higher-up the building you go, you start to encounter some really weird shit.

Hentai comics were on the 2nd floor, than adult videos, than more videos, and than more videos, until the top floor where they sold sex toys of all shapes and sizes.

I unfortunately didn’t take any photos in those areas because photography was prohibited. But I did sneak a couple of shots which I’ll post later.

For a place where they sold school-girl blow-up-dolls (I know, its really wrong) and used-panties, I am surprised that all their porn is censored.

So I asked my friend why this is so:

Japanese friend: “We here like it to be censored. Because you don’t really want to see everything you know? Do you understand?”

Me: “No… I don’t. Back where I come from, we want to see everything!”

Japanese friend: “Ah, really? Well you know… its not a full censorship. Its just mosiac-tiled at the private-parts. It adds mystique! Why would you want to see the privates? You guys are perverts…”

Me: “You have porn depicting a monster raping girls in the ass with tentacles… and you’re calling us perverts?!”

Japanese friend: “…”

*TO BE CONTINUED*

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