Love hotels

So I've kind of dropped the ball on updating again. Since my last post, I've been to Ise-Shima, Nara, Nagoya, Kyoto, Hiroshima, and Tokyo. Unfortunately, lately, I've fallen in to the trap of thinking that I need something worthwhile to write about to post to my blog. I mean, having to been to so many places in Japan, something must have surely happened that is worth writing about. There are writers out there on the Internet, after all, that can turn the most mundane interactions from the daily lives into entertaining prose, and they aren't even travelling across Asia! Unfortunately, I'm not one of them.

I've come to the conclusion, that if I'm going to keep this updated, I pretty much just have to sit down, and write for the sake of writing.

I'm back in Osaka again, until friday, when I take a ferry back to shanghai. I'm living in a capsule hotel, which is in the heart of a few blocks of love hotels. This makes for some pretty interesting people watching.

So I'm standing outside my hotel last night, and notice a man and woman exiting the love hotel next door. The man is a short early 30's Japanese guy, which I know, sounds a little redundant, but I noticed that he was a good six inches shorter than the girl, who was a maybe mid to late 30's Japanese woman. They give each other a bow at the entrance, and then take off in opposite directions.

The guy does, what I like to call the I-Just-Got-Done-Screwing-A-Whore Walk "A" - Cheerful, hop in his step, big huge shit eating grin, completely oblivious to the world around him. I like this walk.

The girl walks five feet the opposite direction, into the building across the street from my hotel, which, although I can't read the signs, I'll assume houses a bunch of different escort services.

A few moments later, I notice another couple walking out of the love hotel. They do the same bow(which kills me btw, the hooker-john relationship here is apparently one founded on excellent manners). The girl is in the same age range as the last one, the guy this time though, is a skinny 60ish businessman. They part directions again, the girl goes into the building across the street. The businessman does, the I-Just-Got-Done-Screwing-A-Whore Walk "B" - "Oh my god I hope no one sees me I gotta get outta here what if the missus finds out... - why is that foreigner giggling?"

So that's the kind of thing I replace movies and books with. Pretty entertaining.