December 1st, 2001. Gentlemen. Welcome to the Rock.

 

Wanna explore this place with me? Ok, well, put your slippers on and let's get a move on.

Open the door, and here we go.

This is the view from in front of my door. It's a little less scenic than Azamino.

This is the washroom/laundry room.

 

This is the lobby area. The front door is there on the left and these little cubby holes are for our shoes and our mail. I was the last person to move into this gaijin house, so I got the crappiest cubby hole.

Here we go. Wanna see some shoes? Click on the pic.

This is one of the less pleasant places in the gaijin house.

I think this may be the best shot of urinals that I have ever seen.

 

Oh no! Squat toilets. You know, I have no idea how to take a #2 here. I mean, you would think that it's just like squatting in the bushes, right? But no, there is an art to balancing yourself while you are relieving yourself.

See, you have your pants around your ankles, trying not to touch anything, there is a very good chance that the top of your pants/undies might brush up against Mr. Henky.

After the bathroom trauma, I went for a walk to clear my head. I got a little thirsty and decided to head for some vending machines to grab a drink. Aw man, they don't have my drink.

Wait a second, they don't have any drinks. What the...?

So this is the Japan I heard about. Magazines for every fetish imaginable.

Videos, DVDs and plastic companions for lonely men.

This guy at work burned some Bill Cosby standup acts onto a CD for me. Man, he's funny. I also got some Bugs Bunny cartoons. I am so happy.

I have to be up in 5 hours to get to work on time. I hate Sundays, but at least I am going to bed happy.