Jonbu the baker

I was feeling mighty hungry, and thought about calling it a day before i start to eat, since I already brushed my teeth. Few minutes later i found myself eating peaches out of a ceremic bowl. More minutes after two pieces of peach I found myself eating Seaweed Salt Potato Chips.

“Mr.Snack”

Thanks to the invention of canned fruits, I am able to start up on this post.

“Mr.Yamanote”

The Yamanote line of Tokyo is what every visitor is familiar with. It’s the circular train that takes you to most major areas. Seeing that particular shade of green anywhere will instantly remind me of Tokyo.

“Mr.Doraemon”

Yes, he’s in my arm, smiling happily. I was probably smiling happily too.

“Mr.SD.FlexTion”

I was into these robots when I was a kid. I didnt read Japanese nor English back then. So I had no idea what their names were.

“Ms.Angler”

Note it’s not Mr.Angler.
*Put on face*

Females are the dominant gender in Angler culture.
Mr.Angler is really tiny, and he’s stuck to the female as a parasite.

*Removes face*

“Mr.Chestnuts”

“Chestnuts are my life. Please buy some.”

“Mr.Catch-Me-If-You-Can”

It’s impossible to catch these things. The catcher claws are so weak. These Doraemons are already laughing at you before you put the coin in. Incidently, I tried it once, and got laughed at. documented the whole humuliating process with her Canon Ixy 400.

“Mr.John”

This is me. We ate at a Italian resturaunt near the Shinjuku station with great views. I was told that so many awkward things passed behind me on the road.

“Mr.Tokyo Tower”

He is everywhere. Tokyo is his turf.

“Mr.Whatever”

It’s exciting even to cross a street in Tokyo. I could easily spend hours swimming in people on a Sunday afternoon.

That’s pretty much my randomly chosen highlights of my short 3-day Tokyo trip. (Oh ya, I forgot those LaQua rollercoaster pics and the gloomy chexpo. already covered them in her post. I should be okay).