Wyatt and I just got back from a trip to Nishimatsuya (a.k.a. the pink bunny store) and it has left me wondering if I would ever get numb to all the funny Japanese things. Take, for instance, his new sweatshirt that features a karaoke-singing frog. It's all in kanji so I have no idea what it says, but do I really need to? It's a frog, with a microphone and some musical notes that are upside down. And the frog might be tipsy.
I also noticed for the first time that they sell banana cases - I guess so your banana doesn't get all bruised in your bento box? It must be a fairly popular item because there are two styles, one neoprene (that would also insulate it, right?) and one hard plastic. Very interesting that they don't feel the God-given peel does its job. Why so down on the banana peel, Japan?
And then we stopped at Starbucks on the way home, where I ordered a tall iced, non-fat latte. They (of course) got the order exactly right and served it with true Japanese panache: a smile, a bow and a happy face drawn on my cup.
Japan, I will miss you!