Tokyo Graffiti

People often ask me if Japan has graffiti. The answer as you can see is yes. The graffiti above can been seen in several places around my neighborhood and was likely done by some bored teenagers. The Kanji can be translated as, "Hoax" and I find the meaning kind of amusing.

December 31, 2009

December was an unusal month this year. Not only were there two full moons, but the second full moon fell on New Years Eve.

Coffee Break

Forex trading can involve long hours. That's why we use "For Business Use 50" coffee at our office. Though I have no idea what "Business Use" coffee is, I'd imagine it has some sort of Japanese productivity enhancement in it. Which would in turn explain why I now only need 5 minutes of sleep a night.

Strange Signs II

"Please abstain from abandoning your stoned pets here."

Tokyo, Japan

A Sexual Harassment Space and its only $100, awesome.
Ikibukuro, Japan

And that would include?
Vietnamese Train, Vietnam

Yes, I would like the green pizza please.
Halong Bay, Vietnam

It's hard to see, but it appears as though LG is donating Sony flat screen TV's to Vietnamese Museums.

Hanoi, Vietnam

2009 Adventure, Vietnam

The Vietnam, Laos mountain boarder crossing.

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Downtown Saigon

A lizard and I at the Cu Chi Tunnels, Near Saigon

dNo, for once I didn't try it.

Halong Bay
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Halong Bay

Halong Bay at sunset

Monument to Confucius, Hanoi

The dragon was made from individual plastic flowers.

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Hoan Kiem Lake, Downtown Hanoi

A typical Hanoi Apartment Building

Somewhere in Tokyo

The organized madness of Tokyo never cases to amaze me.

Every two minutes a train arrives at the station. Pedestrians spill out onto the sidewalk in every direction. On the street countless taxis rush their passengers about. Above innumerable office workers pound away on computers and flush unimaginable amounts of water through the sewage system. All the while pipes and wires endlessly rush along the vital staples of the metropolis bellow. Yet somehow the trains run on time. People know where they are going. Taxi drivers navigate the unnamed streets. And all that dirty water and data gets to where its going.