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The Japan trip was over a month ago now, and it still weighs on my mind.

I got a lot of plastic model kits of posable figures! Some of them are of catgirl maids, another is Miku Hatsune, others that I didn't recognize but I liked how they look, and a couple that are just in their underwear. There were a few others I thought about getting, then I saw they were also being sold in the US, so I didn't get them.

In my mind, I was still calculating prices as 100 yen = 1 dollar, because it was like that for a long time until recently. So sometimes I'd have to pay via credit card, or use an ATM to withdraw cash, thinking I was pulling $300 out, then I'd check my statement and it was only about $200. Yay?

Something that enables the persistent use of cash in Japan is the cash registers themselves. In many of the larger stores, the cashier never has to count the money itself. They just feed the bills and coins into a collector, then the register does all the counting for them, and then dispenses the correct change, often directly to the customer. Then the register also serves as a safe until it needs emptied.

The absolute first place I went to after getting properly checked in was Melonbooks for some doujinshi. Priorities! I was also hoping they would have had some M3 catalogs but no, sales on those stop about a week before the event.

I had to stay out of Keisokuki Land this time. Too dangerous! I knew that if I went in there, I'd find myself getting a pile of budget-destroying electronics equipment. Maybe next time.

A visit to a maid cafe was a must, of course. The maids were attentive and friendly, and were entertained by some of the model train pictures I had on my phone. Whether their interest was feigned or real is not important. The idea is to sell the illusion of having cute maids serve me, if only for an hour. That's what's important. It's foolish at best and dangerous at worst for me to cling to that illusion after I leave. The American version of that mindset is the old adage "the strippers don't really love you". That said, one of the rules of a maid cafe is the same as that of a strip club: No touching, ever. But I digress.

The best way to describe M3 was like the artist's alley at Otakon, in a bigger room with smaller aisles. It was a bit crowded at times but nothing out of the ordinary for me. The real high point of it all was being able to buy music directly from the people who made it, being able to put faces to the voices. (Well, most of them.) While I stuck to a checklist of who to buy what from, I did find new music from singers I never heard of. I have a lot to say about M3, and that's probably going to be an article on my main site.

What made M3 really different from an American event was that M3 had a strict no-cosplay policy for attendees. A vendor could do cosplay if it was related to what they were selling, and that was it. For attendees, no cosplay at all. I watched someone get stopped by staff for wearing a bat-wing headband. That's much different from US conventions, where someone can get into cosplay at home, drive to the con, stop for lunch, get on a train, walk a few blocks to the convention, spend all day at the con, then go back home, all in cosplay.

I almost bought one of the Touhou games. Almost. For some reason I didn't. I kinda regret that. "Just download it." I know, I could. I just feel silly for having held it in my hand and putting it back. It wasn't really expensive either.

I should probably change up the hotels mid-stay for future trips, especially if I'm going to be there for as long as I was. Ten days was a long time to be in one hotel. By around the seventh or eighth night, the bed mattress started to feel like it was made of granite. Ten days seems to be my upper limit in general. When I start thinking of all the things back home I want to do or need to do, that's when I know it's time to go. A few days after I got home, I went to QSL and had a victory-lap dinner of ribs and wings. And it was good.
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My doujinshi haul from this trip was about 70 books. That's considerably less than in previous trips but 70 is still a lot in its own right. There were a few I was looking for and just couldn't find them, even while I was directly in the belly of the beast itself. I'm going to blame Toranoana for closing all of their physical locations except for Ikebukuro which only has yaoi now. Well, there's still Melonbooks, K-books, Mandarake, Surugaya, etc... But when it came to doujinshi, Toranoana was a heavyweight. They still do online sales, but that's just not the same. I got other tricks up my sleeve, and I Know Some People.

Sometimes I didn't find something in Japan, but it would be here in the US. Here's an example. There's a series of model kits called "30 Minute Sisters" and they're made in Japan by Bandai. The premise is you build up the kit and for under $30 you get an anime-style mecha girl in 1/12 scale, and she's highly posable and customizable. Anyway, Bandai has been very good about making sure these kits are also available in the US. Despite there being absolutely no difference between the kits sold in either country, the US release dates for them are later than Japan's. I don't think Bandai is doing it out of spite, I think that's entirely due to the American share of the kits taking an extra month or two to come over via container ship. I bring this up because there were some kits in this series with an Idolmaster tie-in that were released less than a week before I arrived in Japan, and yet I could not find ANY of them ANYWHERE in Tokyo. Nothing. It's like they vaporized as soon as they touched the shelves there. I'm not surprised, because Idolmaster is extremely popular in Japan. But five or six weeks after they blinked into and out of existence in Japan, they're showing up in the US. As I knew they would.

As a novelty, I went into a Burger King in Tokyo. Much like with Hardee's/Carl's Jr, the burger is the same as it is in the US. For some reason, they had chicken wings on the menu (Japan-only item), so I tried them. Tasty but nothing to lose my mind over, especially when I have a Quaker Steak somewhat close by that will sell chicken wings by the bucket. I don't see BK offering that here, as the chicken wing market is much more crowded and competitive in the US.

Also in fast food, there's Pepper Lunch, and GoGo Curry. Teppanyaki and katsu curry, respectively. As it turns out, both of those places do have locations in the US. However, they're too far away to be feasible. GoGo has a place near NYC, and I'd have to go to Houston for Pepper Lunch. I found out, empirically, that I was more likely to go to their locations in Tokyo than the US.

I developed a taste for Pocari Sweat while in Japan. "Japanese Gatorade", in the simplest of terms. Pocari looks more like water, and has a light grapefruit flavor to it. It's available EVERYWHERE in Japan. After a lot of walking around at M3 and in general, a bottle of Pocari Sweat was really refreshing. Here in the US, I found one (1) store within a 100-mile range that carries Pocari Sweat, which is honestly one (1) more than I was expecting. Despite the distance, it is near other places I visit when I'm in that area. So I guess that's a bonus. Will I live without it here? Yes.

There's also Strong Zero, a citrus/alcohol drink available in Japan. Basically, it's 9% alcohol and zero-sugar. It sells for about a dollar a can there. Delicious but since I can't find it readily in the US without buying it online for $6 per can, I'll have to make do with locally produced versions. A bit of Everclear in some fruit juice and I think that'll produce the same effect.

I was hesitant to get computer parts in Japan, even though that's one of the things Akihabara is known for. Some things were actually more expensive there. It would have to be something exceptionally useful and rare for me to get it there instead of something like ebay. Meanwhile, if I need a new hard drive or memory sticks or other new computer parts, I can derp into MicroCenter and usually find what I need or do some mouse clicks on Newegg.

There's a store chain called Hard-Off, which sells used electronic hardware and musical instruments. At the Hard-Off in Akihabara, they were selling not one but two LD/DVD combination players. The amount of self-restraint I had to exert to not buy them and the high-end S-VHS VCR next to them was actually painful. If I did buy them, I would have also then bought a roll of bubble wrap and some boxes to ship them home, cost of shipping be damned.

Akihabara is constantly changing. Places come and go, buildings get torn down and built anew. It was much different from the last time I went in 2018, and back then it was different from when I went in 2017. When I go again, it will be different then too. I can only imagine what it was like in the 1990s or early 2000s.

One of the appeals of Akihabara lies not directly in the stores and their wares, but how they were used. For decades, for longer than I've been alive, people came from all over Japan to find something for their projects. People used those parts to fix something and breathe life into it once more, or to make something new entirely. As I walked through the labyrinths and dungeons, looking at the assorted parts, I felt a sense of wonder and inspiration to that effect. What did people create with these parts? How did it work? What could I make with them?
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My standards of what to get while in Japan have evolved and become more logical. More and more places will ship to the US either directly or via something like Tenso/Buyee, and various manufacturers have made it a point to ensure their product is available globally, so the objective then becomes to conserve the luggage space for things that are much harder to get in the US, international shipping or not. Or if the price on something is so much lower that it can't be ignored. Nevertheless, I didn't waste a single cubic inch of luggage space.

There are more model train stores just in Akihabara than in some entire states in the US. I think I counted about 10 in an area that's walkable even by my standards. If I look at the whole of Tokyo, I don't think it's possible to count them.

One of the model train stores I wanted to visit was Hobby Center Kato, on account of them having some obscure items and some very large layouts on display. How obscure? Well, I could have found the Yamanote Line sets easily somewhere else, but the Tengu figures in HO-scale was a new one on me, and I couldn't pass those up. If I didn't get those I'd be kicking myself.

In the used stores, I found some N-scale engines. A DD51 with a steep price cut because one of the lights didn't work, and an 8620 steam locomotive in almost perfect condition. I got them home, put them on the track, and they ran fine.

Nakano Broadway and Radio Kaikan are the nerdiest malls in the world with anime, manga, doujinshi, toys, and so on throughout them. The original Radio Kaikan had to be torn down after it sustained some damage from the March 2011 earthquake. It didn't collapse, it was more like the building inspectors went through and determined the structure was compromised and wouldn't survive another hit. So it was torn down and another Radio Kaikan was built in its place, bigger than before. What sets Nakano Broadway apart is that much of it is taken up by Mandarake stores, and the vintage of the items being sold skews older, making it very much worth visiting in its own right.

The Animate store in Ikebukuro is the biggest standalone anime store in the world! But inside, things were spread out with wide aisles. They're probably going for being handicapped-accessible and being a place for the claustrophobics. Most of the more longer-established stores in Tokyo are packed so tight I had to walk sideways half of the time.

Another big appeal to Akihabara is the electronics parts. It was known for electronics parts long before the anime stuff and maid cafes. It's wild to be walking down the street, any street, and spot a closet of a store with odds and ends of obscure parts. And then I look at some of the parts and think "y'know, I could use these for a project". If it weren't for what I already got in this trip, I would have bought a lot more electronics parts. (In my 2017 trip, I got a helluva nice multimeter.)

Radio Center (different from Radio Kaikan), is a glorious dungeon full of that stuff. Same with Tokyo Radio Department Store. You want vacuum tubes? Someone there has vacuum tubes. Old/strange/obscure computer parts? That too. I went into the basement of Radio Department and found someone selling computer cases with custom anime artwork, buckets of CPU chips, computer expansion cards of unknown purpose, and so on. Yes, this is the Akihabara I know and love.

I had the opportunity to be in Shibuya on Halloween. I decided to skip that. If I were 20 years younger, I would have went. Alas, I am much older, and I am not fond of the idea of being in a packed crowd of 50000-70000 people. The local police were also not fond of that many people being in Shibuya at once, and closed off important areas to that effect. I made their job easier by not being there. The incident in Seoul last year likely weighed on everyone's minds as well.

Autobacs in Shinonome was... A letdown? Maybe that's being too harsh. It was like a very upscale and up-sized (and much cleaner) Pep Boys. Most of what they had that was of interest to me would either not fit in my luggage, not be allowed on the airplane, or I could find something similar in the US. Not that I left empty-handed, I found some some useful and specialized hand tools and accessories, and a book that was all about the 2nd-generation Integra. I was hoping for one about the 3rd-gen Integra but it was close enough. Not gonna lie, Summit Racing or Eastwood have a lot more going on in terms of car stuff. While walking out of the store, I went by the service bays and there was a GMC Express conversion van. That by itself is no big deal, except that this was in Tokyo, so it looked almost as large as a city bus.

On the last evening I was in Japan, as I walked around Akihabara in the early evening, I saw someone pull up in an Integra Type R. A young man stepped out. I complimented him on his ride. We used Translate on our phones to converse. His car wasn't fully stock, as the back seats and interior trim were removed for a roll cage. We both agreed the backseats in the Integra aren't really useful for passengers. Nevertheless, it was nice. Turns out he bought it two years ago, and he's the same age as the car (25). I envied him for having a Type R, he envied me for having a place for DIY car repairs.

The last few hours of being in Japan were a little melancholy. A plain Monday morning by local standards, with a bit of rain here and there. I was already checked out of my hotel room, and the hotel graciously stored my luggage for me for another few hours. I walked around Akihabara one last time, got in one last stroll through Radio Kaikan and Radio Center, one more serving of katsu curry and bottle of Pocari Sweat. I still had almost another hour before I had to leave for the airport, perhaps I could check out one more place? Nah. It would have just felt forced. It was time to go. I got my luggage, wrestled two loaded suitcases and a carry-on bag through the train stations, took the Skyliner to Narita, and got checked in for the flight home.
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My own travel tales have convinced some of my coworkers to do their own trips to Japan next year, after they build up enough PTO for it. I hope they do while they're still young. Personally, I wish I had gone to Japan much sooner than when I finally went.

After I went back to work, I found out they hired even more people while I was gone. Of everyone in my department, only one has been there longer than me. My senpai levels are rising.

Anyway, more disassociated thoughts and memories of my Japan trip:

I still have about 2500 yen leftover. I know people who can put that to use in a few months. My Suica card still has about 400 yen on it. I'll put that to use in my next trip in about 18-24 months.

Of all the CDs I bought in Japan, I think I've added 3/4 of them to the music library so far. As expected, there were a few I didn't get at M3 because they were sold out. Also as expected, some of them showed up online in some capacity, so I'm not completely missing out.

At M3, I had to stand in line to buy the catalog/wristband at the door, then stand in line to get into the event space proper. This was not an issue, as the Japanese are absolute masters at line control, so I wasn't really in line for long.

Kitamura Camera's new flagship store in Shinjuku was part store, part museum. They had rare high-end items in glass cases, but most of it was for sale too. While they did have the excellent-condition items with warranties, they also had junk piles. And anyone buying from the junk piles had to sign a waiver, stating that the buyer knows there is no warranty or return. For people like me, therein lies the charm.

Old camera finds from the junk stores:
Another Canon 10QD. I say another because I already have one from a previous trip. However, this one was only 300 yen (or about $2), and I figured that if it didn't work, I'd have a good source of parts for the one that does work. I put in a battery and it seems to work fine, so I might have two of them now?
Canon A-1. This is one that would be subject to the "vintage" tax on ebay. I got it for maybe $20. It didn't work when I bought it. I got it home, took the bottom cover off, poked at it, put a #28 battery in (which I can still get), and everything seems to work. The bottom cover had some dents, which I was able to mostly hammer out while I had it off.
Canon EX-Auto. This is an odd one, as it works like an SLR but the lens isn't removable. This was made in 1972, making it older than me. It looks a little beat-up. Mechanically, it seems to work fine.
Canon FD lens. Picked up from the junk shop for a whopping $3.50. It feels a little wobbly and has some scratches. FD lenses in better condition aren't hard to find so if I were to take this one apart, I'd be fine with that.
Canon EF lens for the 10QD(#2). Also a little wobbly. For the $10 I paid for it, I wouldn't mind having to take it apart. This one is new enough that I can mount it to my T3i and do some testing.

I paid about $50 for that mess (not counting batteries), which already gave me more than that in entertainment value. I haven't put any actual rolls of film through them yet.

After I was done at Nakano Broadway, I decided I'd go to Hobby Center Kato again. I could have gotten back on the trains to get there, but it was Tokyo rush hour. The other option was to walk for 35 minutes. So that's what I did. It was great. I saw a more natural and relaxed side of Tokyo. While I can bask in the glory of Akihabara's sensory overload, seeing the areas where people actually live and call home was calming.

Seeing Akihabara itself in late hours after almost everything has closed for the night has a different vibe. It's like, "party's over, go to bed, there will be more tomorrow".
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I have returned from Japan.

I managed to attend the M3 event I was excited about, and it lived up to the hype. I bought almost 150 CDs in the 4 hours I was there (the event runs for 5 hours). That many CDs weighs about 11kg. I bought from about 60 circles, out of the almost 1500 that were there. If/when I do another M3, there will be a few things I'll do differently.

Things I needed on prior trips but not this time:
-Light jacket. I brought it but didn't need it from the moment I entered the airport to the moment I came back. Tokyo was consistently warm. So were the flights. Getting around the airports meant a lot of walking which in turn meant a lot of calories getting converted to heat.
-T3i camera. This made sense in 2017 and 2018 when I had my old Samsung. The camera in my Pixel 7 is not quite at DSLR levels, but much better than the Galaxy S4. It was good enough for 99% of my picture-taking.

Getting through Customs going into Japan was easy. Getting through US Customs coming back was even easier: Look into a camera for the face-recognition, and that's it. No questions about how much stuff I was bringing back or the value, if I had any contraband, exotic fruits/veggies, animal parts, gold bricks, etc. US Customs has no concern about anime swag. The absolute worst thing about getting through US Customs and TSA when coming back is the walking. So much walking through the airports. I might have spent 5 minutes for customs and security, and about 40 minutes for non-stop walking to and from them. I blame the airports for that. Fortunately, thanks to the amount of walking required to get around Tokyo, I was better prepared for all the airport walking.

My Suica card still works! Sort of. Since it was 5 years since I last used it, it needed a refresh by a station attendant so their systems could recognize it again. Once that was done, I promptly charged it up with about $35 of fare and put that to use.

I needed to get a Japanese wallet to hold my yen bills, which are physically larger than dollars. I checked out Yodobashi Camera's selection of wallets and decided I could not justify $75 for a name-brand wallet. I then went to Don Quixote's (affectionately known to locals as Donki's) and found an $8 wallet that would do the same thing. Japanese wallets come with their own coin pouches, which was handy.

Despite having 2 suitcases and a larger carry-on bag, I still had to ship stuff home. I opted to ship home the large-but-light items such as model kits. That took a little under a week to arrive here.

The hotel I stayed in was the same one as my 2017 trip. They had not changed their wifi network name or password in over 6 years. My laptop remembered it without me needing to do anything.

I ended up not accomplishing a bunch of the things I wanted to do, as after M3, I came down with a cold. I know it was a cold because it only hit my nose and throat, no fever, and was gone on its own after a few days. There are worse things to catch these days. Nevertheless, it prevented me from doing a lot of exploration of Tokyo in general, limiting me to sticking around Akihabara, so I wouldn't be too far from my hotel room. And I was fine with that.

I got some cheap junk cameras! The kinds of cameras where if someone was selling them in the US, they'd put them on ebay, slap the word "vintage" all over the listing, claim it was mintier than a tanker truck of toothpaste, and start the bidding at some crazy price like $200. Instead I picked them up for maybe $20, at most. One of them was more like $2. Sometimes they label them as junk because they already have a bunch of them and can't be bothered to even look at the ones coming in.

There comes a point in a trip like this when I'm feeling two directly conflicting feelings: "I can't wait to get home" and "I can't wait to come back". The next Japan trip is purely hypothetical at this point but the difference between my first two trips was about 20 months, so it'll be more like 2 years. Mainly because I would want to attend an M3 again.
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Starting the new year off with a story!

In the couple times I went to Japan, I made it a point to visit some maid cafes. Knowing me, that was almost mandatory. And I knew ahead of time, you don't go there for the food. I mean, they offer food, but it's nothing that really stands out, and the portions are kinda small. The only one that had decent offerings would be the Granvania near Akihabara station. The others, not so much. The food itself is just a token draw, a vector, for people to come in for maids to serve them something. If you're hungry and just want food, might as well raid a convenience store or one of the many curry/ramen shops; it'll be faster and cheaper and more filling.

Another thing, and I've likely mentioned this before, is the decor of most of the maid cafes in Akihabara remind me of an old diner that's been struggling ever since Flying J opened at the same exit off I-95.

So in my trip back in 2018, I went into a Maidreamin, because it was there. I go in, get seated. It's not my first time there, I knew what to expect in terms of food and service (or lack of), not asking the maids for personal information, and the interior design best described as "we can't beat Flying J". I was ready for that. Well, I wasn't expecting the fellow patrons. That turned into a spectacle by itself. Directly across from me is a man who's obviously been there a while and had too much to drink and was drifting in and (mostly) out of consciousness. At the table next to him, is another man who brought headphones and a laptop and showed no interest in his surroundings. Along the wall, is a pair of visitors who are also foreigners but I don't know what country they're from, who have clearly never been to a maid cafe before and judging by their reactions to what was about to ensue, will probably never go to one again. Near the entrance to the kitchen, there are a pair of men in suits, sitting on stools and looking at a bunch of papers. I'm guessing one or both were in charge of the place, because the maids didn't bother them beyond bringing drinks at regular intervals, and if they did have anything to say to each other, it appeared to be in the employee/manager dynamic.

Then came in what I presume were The Regulars. They had the confident swagger of someone who had been there many times, like this was their turf, even though it really belonged to Mr. Suit seated near the kitchen. One of them was wearing a Love Live shirt and was carrying a Love Live nesoberi plush that looked like it had been to hell and seen some shit. He quickly ordered up some food and drinks, and paid for one of the maids to sing a song. In preparation for this, the maids go around, offering (for a price of course) glowsticks to everyone. The tourist couple take some. Mr. Laptop takes one and immediately slides it into his backpack and puts his headphones back on. Mr. Drunk will find one on his table when he wakes up. I take one because why not. The maids leave Mr. Suit and Mr. Suit #2 alone.

The maid takes to the stage and starts singing the Maidreamin theme, an energetic and upbeat song. The hardcore regulars are singing along as loud as they can, each dancing and jumping around and waving a fistful of glowsticks. Nobody stops them, because obviously they come here often and drop a ton of money each time. Tourist couple slows down their waving and eventually put the glowsticks in their pockets. They have the look of someone who realizes they have clearly made a serious mistake and with no real recourse. Mr. Drunk is out cold even though the speakers are right next to him. At this point the maids were simply a catalyst for the mayhem in the room and I was just kinda rolling with it because by then that's the only thing I could do. Tourist couple look like they're contemplating some sort of escape; through the window if need be.

Then the hour's up, time to clear the room for the next group of customers, so the bills come around. Tourist couple are the first to pay up and leave; they couldn't get out of there fast enough. A maid gives Mr. Drunk a gentle nudge to wake him up. No reaction. Mr. Laptop assists with a not-so-gentle nudge before leaving. No reaction. Mr. Suit #2 rattles Mr. Drunk hard enough to almost push him out of the chair, which finally got him to open his eyes and function at a minimum level to see that there was a bill in front of him that needed to be paid before he could leave, and it was clearly past time for him to leave. Had that not worked, I would have likely watched him get punched in the face. He cobbled together enough mental energy to pay the bill, and at the same time, was mercifully groggy enough to not really grasp how much his bill was. I don't know if he managed to leave on his own two feet or if some yakuza goons dragged him out.

The hardcore regulars pay their bill, promising to be back soon, and I'm guessing that means the next day. Maybe they're trying to score with one or any of the maids, even though whatever name the maid goes by, that's probably not her real name? Or maybe they know there's a Fourth Wall that cannot be crossed, so they take whatever companionship they can get, paid or not? I don't know and I'm better off not knowing.

Remember what I said earlier about not going to maid cafes for the food? Well this time, I got some kind of dessert item and a drink, because it was my birthday, and the "show" I was just blessed with was a worthy gift by itself. As for food-food, the kind that fills the belly with some kind of sustenance, I ended up going to the all-night curry place in the same building as the maid cafe I had just left.

Whether I go to another maid cafe in my next trip remains to be seen because I honestly don't know if I'll get another experience like that.
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