Posts Tagged ‘Japanese rules of the road’
One Very Small Japanese Motorcycle
Why is everything in Japan is so freaking small? I really don’t get it. Like, they say Japanese people are short, but they’re really not. Sure, there’s some grannies who could pass as Seven Dwarf number eight, but there’s also plenty of folks around my height, and I’m six foot. Although I do wear a lot of vertical stripes, so maybe that makes me look taller, I don’t know.
At any rate, I finally got a gentsuki, which is what we call a moped here in Japan. Only it’s not like one of those Italian numbers that a sorority girl would ride around campus in a bikini top holding a cappuccino. It’s a pretty manly machine, actually. I mean, for a moped. If it were just 20 percent bigger, it would be bad-ass, it really would. Freaking Japan. Read the rest of this entry »
Getting a Japanese Scooter License
So I finally got a Japanese driver’s license, which anyone who lives here for more than six months should really get. Well, okay, so I got a scooter license. Contrary to popular belief, this does not automatically make me gay. Astride my Japanese moped, I’m easily as macho as that construction worker from The Village People, plus I have more chest hair. Man, I love that guy.
Life and Death in Japan
They say that life is a series of accidents waiting to happen. But I say, why wait? Get yourself a tiny scooter in a country that rains all the time and hug the side of the road at 19 mph. Ken Seeroi lives for danger. People say that all the time. They do. No, really.
For such a safe country, it seems like people in Japan can’t kill themselves quickly enough. Like I was in Shibuya Station last weekend after midnight, waiting for Read the rest of this entry »
