I finally got my computer and so I finally got access to all of the pictures (all 50 gigabytes of them) on my camera. Over the next couple of weeks I’ll slowly start to post some of the more lively pictures, which I know you’ll enjoy. First up is the Engrish-centric vortex that is Japan. Narita Airport was our first stop on our way to Singapore. If you have the fortune of a layover in Narita, you can expect small shops of all the major designers, but some fairly unique Japanese stores thrown into the mix. It’s a low-key place.
One of the many smoking lounges in Tokyo airport. Smoking, as we’d come to know, is everywhere in Asia, and while there are many people who do not smoke, and there are certain places you cannot smoke (fancy restaurants, on planes and in hired cars), the normalcy for the cheap habit (in Cambodia cigarettes are 75 cents USD a pack) is one of many cultural shifts we had to deal with.
From the Tarmac.
“How to Use Air Towel.”
The following were pics of our first Asian/Abroad/International meal. In this case, ramen noodles. It was cheap and though it was not the best food we’d have, it was better than most cheap airport food.
“Hot Dogs and Coffee.”
“An Eyeball to Write.”
A rather disturbing, sexualized display for some boxed éclair.
“Crepy or creepy or crepe-y?”
“Very Much Easy to servce ‘EEL BOWL.'”
“Rice Cracker of Doll.” (Yes, these were dolls made out of cracker.)
“Receiving a Prize Product.”
“More Delicious if Cool It.” And here are some lovely pictures from Japanese customs:
Sorry, you can’t take the sweet turtle shell guitars out of Japan.
A lot of great art existed in the hallways of the airport, though most of the time it felt like we were in NYC.
The following are from an amazingly comprehensive and impressive origami “museum” showcasing small scenes and items of all themes:
Below, “visual poetry.”
As I continue to have more free time I’ll be adding these huge picture galleries with short descriptions. These will be spliced with the regular assortment of real-time adventuring posts. Once I’m in Cambodia there will be more reflection.