Sunday, June 18, 2017

Tokyo Story #3

To say Tokyo was a trite confusing would be like calling a snake a legless dog: incorrect. There were vending machines everywhere. Whether I never noticed them before in big cities, I'm not 100% sure, but it felt excessive. Like a vending machine for every single 30 feet.
Sometimes, I felt like vending machines should have dispensed other vending machines. Like if the zombie apocalypse happened, there's no way you could starve to death.
That being said, I don't recall many of them having snacks. They mostly had drinks. Tea, juice, water, not Gatorade, and soda. Soda was typical. Coke, cola, and other such things.
Buy there was a soda in one vending machine called rootbeer float. Originally, I though this meant it was literally that. It turns out that it was actually soda that tasted like the last part of the root beer float. Which is better. Why don't we have this?

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