means a beer from a stick.
Someone in Japan computed that beer should be poured at a dozen or so seconds at some angle, then it should be tilted, stream reduced and some mousse should be made. It's one of most automated activity that i know. Why hire people to do this if they can make mistakes... ;)

I always been evil man. I always knew that i couldn't change it. Now i even don't know if i want to do it or not.

It turned out that bicycle had Yokohama University sticker, where my friend and first owner was residing.
Policemens found my temporary bike in countryside of Haneda (about 23 km from Yokohama). They called to university, where they were routed to dormitory. In dorm they asked about yellow bicycle and that's how they reached owner.
System is working! Even without registration.

ps. Me nor previous owner aren't going to receive the junk. Soon we'll be going to play volleyball :)

Independent production, targeted at young audience, passionate of railway transport, also interested in eastern culture.

Generic views at the oldest Tokyo Metro line.

I don't know when i heard that opinion. Maybe when i was reading a book written by Bruczkowski i find out that Japanese are stealing only umbrellas and bicycles. One day i stole an umbrella, when rain falled suddenly during walk at Shibuya. I wouldn't steal a bicycle however.
A bicycle in Japanese mentality is equal with umbrella. The condition of most bicycles on Tokyo streets is execrable. Old, rusted, with creaking brakes. According to Kojn opinion they are inherited from generation to generation, two wheels zombie vehicles or just tool and mean of transport. A bicycle is a completely normal thing. It costs 4 beers, stays outside when rainy and allows to be driven when you are drunk. Same as umbrella a bicycle doesn't deserve any respect or carrying home.
Theoretically every bicycle is registered (my temporary bike wasn't). Supposedly, once it's stolen, it can be tracked down. It really is all about tickets for wrong parking, even impounding happens. When such incident happens Police knows where to send ticket fee (1500-2000Y) apparently.
My temporary bike (inherited from Greg) was probably borrowed by some drunk guy that needed it to get faster to his be loving wife, stolen by some sneaky gayjin staying here illegally (for them an unregistered bicycle could be priceless) or impounded by Police to their parking waiting forever for its owner.
That's sad.

I'm back! The longest trip to Japan ever. 24hrs door2door. First time I have so called Jet-lag. I can't open my eyes even after 12hrs of sleep.
First day we started from Spanish mass and market. Beside, well life in here has it's tempo, you have to fit.

That is something new. Connexion is providing free internet connection and wireless network on board of airplane (strangely enough it's Airbus). We are just flying over Ural, 10000m above ground and 870km per hour. Conversation on skype makes new dimensions in that circumstances.
Moreover i thought that Polish airlines are worst. SAS is even worse. I was confident that rude flight service is domain of post-communistic countries. Nothing more erroneous. Danish stewardess are tossing trays, drinks are not free, meals are needy, airplane was delayed over 5 hours.
So beside internet there aren't any positive astonishments.


ps. Two last photos were taken by camera embedded in my laptop so quality of is adequate to significance of our journey.

Merry Christmas!
Everything is permuted. I had lots of free time, now it's like Christmas and shopping time. Next week there will be a new year! There wouldn't be any fireworks. Instead there will be mixed feelings.
Not so long ago i was greeting, now i'll be farewelling. It's worst thing in living between two countries.
From one house i'm moving to another. Again i press pause in my polish existence and play in japanese. It looks like all plans are going just as i thought. Three main resolutions for next year: language, driving license and US green card. There should be less of unknowns, more adult life. At last i will have a NORMAL work!
A Wy, moi drodzy czytelnicy, NOWE wieści z kraju, w którym wszystko jest możliwe jak się bardzo, bardzo chce... ;)