Two days ago Josh and I spent the day at the Edo-Tokyo Museum, Akihabara, and finally Ikebukuro. While all fun, not very interesting to write about. So I'll bore you with stories of general "themes" and observations from the trip. First, Josh has a muterus. This fact stems from Josh's default position of putting his hand on his pregnant-like stomach. Unfortunately it seems that men created so many euphemisms for their penises using terms like 'package', 'bulge', and 'bump' just didn't seem appropriate. Thus the term muterus was born.
The second theme which Josh has come up with is to avoid expending your own energy for locomotion. To this end, Josh greatly enjoys all the escalators and moving walkways that Tokyo offers. Josh particularly likes the number of escalators that flatten-out in the middle before dropping down again. We actually went out of our way to go ride the escalator at the Tokyo Metropolitan Art Space in Ikebukuro. While in no way the longest escalator in the world it still took 90 seconds for us to reach the top. But one of the weird thing about Tokyo isn't the long escalators it's the comically short ones. We've seen some escalators that barely travel 10 feet of vertical distance.
Theme number three is mine. It's basically, feel sexy. I just came up with a mini-monologue on the importance of feeling sexy at the Toronto airport. It's caught on, so now we perform random "sexy checks" where we ask the all-important question "are you feeling sexy?" I'm not entirely sure what this means but it is surely the most important thing in the world.
I will leave you with another "only in Japan" flavor we tried. Two days ago we went to a McDonalds just to try the Mega Teriyaki burgers. Japanese McDonalds have had Teritaki Burgers for a while, but for those of us that felt that one patty of unidentifiable meat smothered in teriyaki sauce wasn't enough, they've recently unveiled the Mega variant with 2 patties (not one million as the name suggests). The patties are also contain an unhealthy amount of mayo, and a minuscule amount of lettuce. While it was certainly better than the McLobster I had in New Brunswick a couple of years ago, I don't think I'll be getting it again. Although that has more to do with the fattiness of the burger more than strictly taste.
So until next time, I'll leave you with a simple question. Are YOU feeling sexy?