Thursday, September 15, 2011
The magic of the endlessly expanding, Japanese coinage.
Yesterday, I used what I thought was exact change for a subway ticket and received a handful of coins in return. I have my suspicions. I think the Japanese are playing a joke on us gaijin, secretly laughing at us as they load our pockets with massive amounts of coins, many of which are largely worthless; watching us trudge with evermore difficulty through the heat and humidity, burdened by our coinage; wondering when we'll figure out the mathematics of Japanese change; hoping that we won't catch on too soon.
Well I'm not giving up. I'll still keep paying with coins. Sooner or later, I intend to solve the mystery of the coin-purse bulge.