One Very Small Japanese Motorcycle

Why is everything in Japan is so freaking small?  I really don’t get it.  Like, they say Japanese people are short, but they’re really not.  Sure, there’s some grannies who could pass as Seven Dwarf number eight, but there’s also plenty of folks around my height, and I’m six foot.  Although I do wear a lot of vertical stripes, so maybe that makes me look taller, I don’t know.

At any rate, I finally got a gentsuki, which is what we call a moped here in Japan.  Only it’s not like one of those Italian numbers that a sorority girl would ride around campus in a bikini top holding a cappuccino.  It’s a pretty manly machine, actually.  I mean, for a moped.  If it were just 20 percent bigger, it would be bad-ass, it really would.  Freaking Japan. Continue reading “One Very Small Japanese Motorcycle”