TLD isn't crazy about my taste of Japan. Firstly, in the land of the rising sun, it didn't. Second, what's with those bathrooms...it's like a damned stairmaster getting into, and out of those things!...IF you can get into, and out of those things! Steps everywhere...bedroom, up 3", bathroom up 12", livingroom, down 2", kitchen down 5"....WTF? Until you get used to it, you trip or stumble everywhere...I think the Japanese are in kahoots with the Russkies...they are officially on my shitlist! The Japanese spend most of their style time on hair and clothes...I don't know how many guys I saw that had way too much hair for their heads...like Elvis on steroids. Some might say I'm jealous because things are getting a little sparse up there for TLD...but you'd be wrong! I do a comb-over from my nose and ears, and you'd never know I was bald. And another thing...what's with all that paper they give you at the airports? You get a white boarding pass, ok...then you get a pink security pass, then you get a yellow receipt of boarding pass, the brown bathroom pass, the amber beer pass, the transparent vodka pass,...you get the idea...passes for everything! And another thing, if I wanted cold, I could stay in Canada...Japan is colder than a well diggers knee!
So now it's off to Mumbai! We can put away the snowmobile suits, and get out the shorts! Although Cassandra tells me I can't wear shorts in villages, it has to be long pants. I think she say's that because she doesn't want the Indian women jumping me because of my very sexy legs! I'm sure that's it!
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