Day 3 "The Marketplace"

There is a marketplace.  Actually there are many marketplaces.  I don't remember the significance of this one but we went to this one.  Here we start using the all valuable yen we have traded with our American "Ben Franklin's." 

Of course some people get into it more than others...

Well in this marketplace you could find anything that you could ever want.  So I knew this was a tourist trap.  The Japanese don't need stuff like this.  The Japanese don't have room in their houses for this.  Only tourist would come and buy some of the stuff they have.  My mom in particular really liked the hats, clothes, purses, wall scrolls, pictures, food, little cutesy things you can put on your new hat, clothes, purse, wall scrolls, pictures, cell phones, hair, face, whatever.  It was insane the amount of stuff they had there.  It was kind of like a mini shopping mall only you know, without any room to walk.  Sure there were places that you could walk into and take a look around but I didn't fit.  So I just kinda stayed in the main walking lane and kind of peered at mi madre shopping.

Oh yeah, we saw school girls there too.  Lots of them.  There seemed to be gaggles of them everywhere we went.  There must have been dozens of schools having field trips everywhere we went which kind of surrounded me in Japanese school girls every where I went.  Can we say "lucky bastard?"

"Lah-key boss-tu-do"

Close enough.

So we continue shopping.  At no point did I see any tentacles or monsters or demons or anything.  It kind of disappointed me.  If you don't know what I'm talking about bless your pure soul.  If you do know what I'm talking about well, put it this way.  I recently went to an anime convention and believe me you are not alone, not by far.  NOT... BY... FAR....  There are also little school kids running around.

Awww look at the little ankle biters.  Now's the time where I say "I wish I could go to class in the market."  But I work at the mall.  I'm there on school days during school hours sometimes and here these kids will come running in.  Now these kids are not much different in age with the Japanese kids so now I think, "man, if only I was born a little later then I could be running around a market place for school too!"  At least the Japanese school children weren't running around, making a mess, knocking things over and just screaming everywhere.  I don't quite know what these kids were doing.  I think they were drawing or something.