This evening while walking home I passed a man standing resignedly beside a small commercial truck (hard to convey the scale, a mini-truck, a Ryder truck shrunk down to Japan-size). He was parked in front of one of the large apartment complexes on my walk home. I could hear a generator running and the rear doors of the truck were open. The side of the truck was also rolled up, and so the entire back compartment was revealed. It held a miniature tiled shower and bath (well not so miniature, but even this was smaller than normal japanese size baths) gleaming under incandescent light. There was a banner for TOTO, the premier/only Japanese bath and toilet company, and the aforementioned man, who I can only assume was responsible for this display. He had no business, one reason might be because it was borderline freezing out, but there he was, the japanese equivalent of a door-to-door shower salesman, complete with demo kit (which, I presume, did not work (see B.)). This is one of the hundreds of moments in Japan where I become quite annoyed with myself for:
A.Not having my camera on me, and
B. Not having the ability to carry on even a halting conversation in Japanese.
However, there is one instance, waaaaaay back in October, where I did have my camera, and a handy native on hand to translate and answer my obvious questions. I could never decide which photos should get the nod for the site, but now that I have a flickr account I finally decided to just barf ‘em all up on screen for you to enjoy (or not). Click on the picture and enjoy, some of them are pretty nice I think…
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Feb 15th, 2005 at 4:33 am
I like dem photos. You laid your eyes on some pretty funky stuff. One question–where is the photo of the Patron Saint of Junk? I am planning on inviting him to the next Keegan Holiday.
Feb 15th, 2005 at 6:32 am
amazing. you could sell many of those.