I'm awaiting a delivery by "bike-bin" --known outside Japan as motorcycle courier messenger service.
After the messenger arrives with a hard drive named w00t I've gotten rather friendly with this past year, I'll have a frantic two and a half days to edit together three videos. I should be trying to relax in these last moments before I get started, but somehow I just can't seem to stop thinking about what I need to do.
Ah, there's the doorbell. The fun begins...
harajyuku?? I heard these days bike-taxis have appeared.