A Travellerspoint blog

December 2011

Japanese Business Man you say???

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Who is the phantom that is the Japanese Business Man??

Ok, so who is this ‘Japanese Business Man’? He keeps on being mentioned in some of the conversations that I have with locals. I imagine him to be a hardworking Japanese man, named Kawasaki, he is quite a traditional man but who is a man of stature and respect, he is revered by his subordinates and is worshipped by all who meet him.

But the more I listen to people the more I realise that the term ‘Japanese Business Man’ refers to pretty much any Japanese Man in a Suit. All I see in Japan is men wearing suits, everywhere I look they are there, on the subway sat down reading a comic, next to another one stood up on his PSP playing some kind of Mortal Kombat arcade game. Are you telling me they are all business men, come on, in this army of Suited Dandy’s there has got to be one of them who is not cutting high level deals over the board room table.

What I know now of course is that they say Business Man what they really mean is, a Man in a Suit. We say Business Man, what we mean is Alan Sugar, Richard Branson or maybe Del Boy or Frank Butcher. Me, I like to think of Paul Robinson from Ramsay Street, he always did it for me.
But these Japanese Business Men, these men in suits, they read comic books, they watch cartoons and they sleep on the benches. No shit, they go out they have beers and the streets are that safe in Japan, that they sleep in the streets. If they prepare enough, they might get a business or capsule hotel, if that fails and they have no train ticket home, then sod it, they will lay on a bench and curl up into the foetal position, and what better than to be able to wake up outside your office, that’s a quick commute if I have ever heard one. Can you imagine Alan Sugar or Richard Branson reading comics, or sleeping on the bench? Well the answer is no.

What I would like to know is which one of these is the highly dressed admin assistant? It’s difficult to work out, what I'm looking at here is the Terracotta Army of ‘Japanese Business Men’.

All Chiefs and no Indians this place!!

Article By David Beattie of Rounton Coffee

Posted by beatski 09:22 Archived in Japan Tagged man business Comments (0)

A dash more seasoning Ms Geisha…?

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Kyoto - 24th November

Well here they are in all their glory, Japans very famous cookery duo, together these two run a show on Japanese Terrestrial TV where they shuffle about on their wooden clogs, serving tea and cooking up a splendid dish of flavour of the Japanese Month.

Let me introduce you to the ‘Two Fat Geishas’ enroute to cook up some tasty dish, and probably scoff it all themselves.


Here we have Camilla Batmanghelidjh in a pasty white complection, with her shorter though just as ample side kick, Camilla Batmanghelidjh the II

Jennifer Paterson and Clarissa Wright must both be shaking in their boots, if Jennifer was alive that is…. Maybe its just as well….

Article By David Beattie of Rounton Coffee

Posted by beatski 08:58 Archived in Japan Tagged kyoto geisha Comments (0)

Guilty Pleasures...

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Hong Kong – 12th November

I am laid by the pool at the Grand Harbour Hotel in Hong Kong. It is a pleasant 28 degrees Celsius and I am tempted to jump in the pool to cool off. The guy stood over us all is there in case we should need anything, new towel, a drink perhaps, though I'm tempted to ask him to splash the woman laid next to me with some anti-deodoriser, she is a crimped old hag who stinks of expensive perfume, and that’s probably not a fake Gucci watch she is wearing, the smelly old badger.

But instead of cooling off in the pool I end up talking to a doctor laid by the other side of me that has flown out especially to see his patient who has taken ill while in China.

I'm piggy in the middle of these fancy goers, and I daren’t mention that I'm a dole waller, and from Middlesbrough as well, preferring to suggest that I am of the North Yorkshire heritage instead of the council town that North Yorkshire rejected.

I'm looking up at the clear sky which has been hard to see for the while I was travelling around China. I was able to recover a bit of weight in Yangshuo, before losing it all again with a heroic 12 hour intimate session with the toilet and basin, but my mental wellbeing had recovered a little and I was able to recollect those times in China with a little less hostility.

Whilst I laid there lapping up this absolute indulgence I couldn’t help thinking about the hotel I stayed at in Wudang Shan. The family who wanted so desperately for me to stay at their hotel, the guy who’s face lit up when I agreed to stay, the 7 year old daughter who checked me in speaking good English, and the same guy who ran out in his bright red long johns on that early morning to help me check out.

I couldn’t help feeling so guilty. Guilty that I had negotiated a £2 discount on his hotel room which I'm sure would have made quite a bit of difference for him and his family, and yet all I stood to gain was the pleasure of knowing that I had ‘knocked him down’. I didn’t need £2. I had paid £8 for that room, and now I was staying at some fanciful place which the extortionate prices couldn’t be negotiated.

I felt guilty as hell….

But then I jumped into the pool and I forgot all about it.

from this....
and this....
To this....

Article By David Beattie of Rounton Coffee

Posted by beatski 23:18 Archived in Hong Kong Comments (2)

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