For those who don’t read Japanese.. These are driving directions, one of which is “Make a U-Turn in front of the Setagaya Police Station”
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Found this little gem on Japan Today:
Cool, I didn’t think that most Japanese folks were up to making crank calls; it is excellent to see someone revive this lost art. So, which was it? Was it “Is your takoyaki maker running? Well you’d better go catch it!”? Perhaps it was “Have you got Prince Akishino in a can? Well you’d better let him out!”. I hope it was my personal favourite: “‘Hello, is Hiroshi there?’ ‘Wrong Number [click]‘ ‘Hello, this is Hiroshi, any messages?’”. I’m giddy with anticipation! Which timeless classic did our intrepid dialer use to confuse and amuse the police?
Ah yes, the old “Shut up!” gag. Pure comedy gold.
Jan
12
2008
The weekend comes, my cycle hums, ready to race to you…Posted by: awh in driving, japan, motorcyclesNote.. I’m writing this for the interest of friends and family who are curious about how stuff works in Japan, but also in the hopes of helping people out if they are searching for info about motorcycle licensing in Japan… Almost 3 years ago, when I converted my Canadian driving license to a Japanese one, I was told that if I wanted to convert my Motorcycle endorsement at the same time, it would take longer and cost more cash. “Nah, don’t bother. When am I ever going to ride a motorcycle?” Well, I suppose I should never say never. About a year and a half ago, I bought a little auto-shift scooter for zipping around Tokyo (legal on a car license), and when it went to the big bike yard in the sky, I bought a manual-shift moped to replace it. Between the two bikes, I have done over 13,000km in and around Tokyo, but I realized that I would like a bit more. After all, it would be nice to strap a tent, sleeping bag, and chair to the back of a bike, leave Tokyo on a sunny Friday afternoon, and just see where the weekend takes me. This would be.. well, problematic at best on my 50cc bike, so it was time to investigate getting licensed for a bigger bike. License Categories
I decided to go for the Chuugata license.. Those bikes are big enough to get me out of the city, without being so big as to be prohibitively expensive to buy or operate. Not only that, but the exam is not nearly as rigorous as the Oogata exam. Contents of the Exam
As for the driving part, it’s just regular driving around their track, set up so they can see you change lanes, turn right and left, use a traffic light and stop signs, etc. The procedure at Fuchuu My specific test experiences
Miscellaneous Advice
Well, that’s it. Anybody who sees this and would like to ask anything in particular, feel free to email me or leave me a comment in this blog. I can’t claim to be an expert, but I have now seen a great number of riding tests so maybe I can help explain something… [It should go without saying, but it seems not to. If you are going to post my translations somewhere else, please feel free, but come on, please leave my name on it, and a link back to my blog. And whatever you do, don’t pass it off as your own work. That is just not nice.] Lyrics and music: Masamune Kusano 緑のトンネル抜けて 朝の光に洗われるような
ジグザグこだましながら 声が遠くまで届いていきそうな
可愛い歳月を 君と暮らせたら
十五の頃の スキだらけの 僕に笑われて
From Japan Today:
So, nobody said a darned thing when gas shot up from the high 130s/low 140s to 155 a few weeks back, but when it dropped 3/4 of a yen, boy howdy is that good news! I’m glad that my fuel economy is over 80 mpg… Japanese to English, as translated by Cookie Monster: From Japan Today:
So let me get this straight. Buddy’s having trouble with his girl, so he decides to impress her by going on a stabbing spree. But here’s the thing. Even if she is actually the kind of girl who is impressed by a man on a stabbing spree (and if she is, he sure knows how to pick ‘em), the guy couldn’t even get it right! I mean, he only attacked 5 people, and only 2 were actually injured? You know you’re a loser when you fail at going on a stabbing spree to impress your girl… Somehow, the Narita Express always manages to evoke the same blend of feelings from me. For the uninitiated, Narita Airport is about an hour outside of Tokyo. There are of course many different ways to get to and from the airport, all with their own merits and drawbacks, but really it comes down to “where in the city are you?”. Airport Limousine Bus is great for people who live in Minato, Chiyoda, Shinjuku, etc. For those who live in the Northeast, Keisei Skyliner is for you. And, for the Shinjuku/Ikebukuro/Omiya crowd, there is Narita Express. The Narita Express runs alongside the Yamanote Line from Ikebukuro down to Shinagawa or so, and then comes back up underground to Tokyo Station, before heading East and following the Sobu line out of the city. Now, I am fully aware that no country in the world puts its most expensive real estate right along the train tracks, but somehow the Narita Express is especially drab. The thing is, you should be excited to be on the Narita Express! You are, after all, leaving for some sort of trip. Maybe you are going home to visit family. Perhaps you are off to seal some business deal. You could be going to rendezvous with a special someone in some tropical destination. Or, on the other hand, you could be heading the other direction, glad to be back in Tokyo, looking forward to seeing friends again after a couple weeks away, or at the very least, looking forward to your nice comfortable futon after traveling for hours. But the Narita Express is so depressing that it completely prevents any of these emotions from surfacing. All you can think of is the drabness of the surrounding buildings, the harried commuters that you see in other trains and on other platforms, the farmers out in the field struggling to finish a day’s work. Even the coffee, served from a pushcart in the aisle, seems drab and boring and lifeless and depressing. Oh, you get a flash of trees and nature — maybe 5 or 10 minutes’ worth — but there’s no time to let that sink in, as by then you are already in the phase of planning out what you will need to do once you get to the airport. I wish I knew what the answer was. A trip should not start out or finish up that way! Just returned from Cebu again a couple weeks back, posted my pictures yesterday. This also serves as a test of Flickr’s “Blog This” feature which should post to LJ automatically. Edit: It only linked to one photo, not a whole set, for some reason. Here is the link to the set. Well, the folks at Tokyo Times posted a story about a fun party trick sold for Japanese salarymen to be the life of the party. It’s a costume kit called “Harro! Gaijin-san” that includes a fake pointy nose and stick-on round blue eyes. I’m actually pretty thick-skinned about stuff like this, but I really do wonder how long a similar product would last in the west: the “Konnechuwa! Mr. Nip” kit that includes big fake buck-teeth and slanty-eyed glasses… |

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