One can waste their life away in shady anime shops and cheap fast-food joints all they want, but what makes a country is its people, and you’re missing out if you’re not talking to them. I should know, as that was the story of life when I was here...

Saturday, September 17th: After an exciting dash through Tokyo’s rough and tumble “Electric Town” with Shingo of the Heisei Democracy, I found myself in a section of Tokyo completely unknown to me: Ebisu. I had partaken of the neighborhood’s eponymous beer in the past, and was aware that Misato...

This is only the second time in my life that I find myself traversing the halls of the Tokyo Big Sight in search of many sagashimono, but the process already feels familiar–dare I say “routine”. Unlike Otakon, which takes years of attendance to figure out how to balance one’s...