I was a chikan virgin no longer. Being at the receiving end of a chikan incident is essentially akin to having someone feel…
Category: Japan
Somewhere between the eighth and ninth station I thought I would give up. My body was covered in a thin film of…
The shudder of a thousand plastic ribbons blowing in the breeze resonated throughout the streets. It was the Tanabata Matsuri, a large…
It is only eleven o’clock and it is already well over eighty degrees Fahrenheit. In an effort of reduce as much energy…
I stood before a polished glass display case looking into the vacuous eyes of a doll. Her hair was a fine shade…
Akihabara is easily one of my favorite places to visit, if only for the fact that I see something bizarre and novel…
