Osaka Motor Show

I was given a couple of free tickets at work this week, so me and another CIR headed down to see what all the fuss was about.

Any apprehension about crowd sizes was soon relieved as it really wasn’t bad at all. Besides the odd knock in the back from some guy too eager to get some  digital-pixel loving pictures of the scantly dressed girls, much fun was had.

I have too say, some of the machines just have to be seen to believed.

Autumn leaves outside my door.

I want one.

One for the F1 fans.

Oh wait, I forget to say I became one of those guys… damn it.

I really liked the body on that car.

Concept car.

Computer car.

Mitsubishi’s Dakar Rally vehicle.

My friend loved the body on this one.

More cars.

I thought of Nik when I saw this one.

Skyline GT-R

There is a robot inside that talk to you while you drive, and can detect changes in facial expressions.

I wonder if it knows horny…

Well, there you have it.

I don’t know for how long this frequent updating will continue.

Until next time.

Japan

I’m back.

For I believe the third time, in about as many posts. Whether anyone still frequents this blog is doubtable, it is most likely unwillingly come across by motorbike enthusiasts. Oh well.

So I now live in Japan. Osaka, Japan to be more exact. So how is life over there? I hear inquiring minds and people generally interested in my well-being asking….

Well, good. Work is not as challenging as it once was, hence the days are filled more with those lovable banalities.

Instead of a long blog explaining my absence…  I will post some photos.

I like photos…

Other Jets and I, notice me kissing up to charming the Mayor (Note: Not for much longer as he recently lost the mayoral election)

First night in Tokyo.

国際交流、or ‘International Exchange’

At the Keio Plaza in Shinjuku, Tokyo.

Wellington Jets. Great night.

A fallen comrade… the morning after.

Umeda, viewed from another CIR’s balcony.

We rocked it.

The IAAF World Championships in Athletics came to town.

Working Saturday at the Noh.

Autumn colours in Arashiyama, Kyoto.

I love Kyoto.

So there you have it, a very unlikely update.

I have an expensive bottle of Tequila.

Until next time.