June 4, 2023
After getting the worst of the grime off the Nimbus with cans of brake cleaner, and installing yet another front wheel spoke, I pack almost everything that'll go with the crated bike by ship to Denmark. I'm guessing three cardboard boxes of the heavy stuff, like the books people have given me, and the rice cooker someone back in Copenhagen requested. Or Andreas' 15 lbs gift to one of his friends. Hope the shipping company won't make a fuss about it.
Then the hunt for that rice cooker starts, and ends 3 1/2 hours later at a store big enough to sell 220 volt appliances. They use a wimpish 100 volts in Japan, hardly enough to remind you to be careful around electrics. Take a few pics of people sleeping on the subway, this being so contagious that even I fall asleep for a few seconds now and then. At this point I have started taking vacation pics of stuff in general, like this one of a young lady who didn't mind being famous in Denmark:
Uniquely and elegantly dressed young lady at the train station. I told her
the two of us did the same thing, she with her outfit and me with
my sidecar motorcycle: We make people smile, and
thus the world a little bit better place.
Three of a whole flock of kids going to what I guess is martial arts class.
Does anybody use parasols in Europe anymore? Can't recall having
seen that since the 1950s.
One more spoke gets installed the hard way, by bending it in order to
clear the other spokes, and then making it straight again. Still some
spokes are missing, so I'll take the slow road to Yokohama tomorrow,
rather than the expressway. No emergency lanes up there....
Serving Bavarian beer beneath the Marunouchi train line, next to Yurakucho Station.
Department store with what I can only assume is a large, enclosed spring or damper, which keeps
the inevitable earthquake shakes from doing any harm to the building.
Street next to my hotel. It's warm out still at 10 pm.
Pachinko hall next to the train station.
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