As a change of pace, this week I’ll be telling you about something that has absolutely nothing to do with 2D culture. At all.
Well, admittedly, if it weren’t for 2D culture I would never have witnessed this event, but that’s about it. My otaku guidebook (which I would gladly link if were not now both out of print and hopelessly out of date) indicated that there was a good-sized Mandarake in downtown Shinjuku, and so when Antony said he had to go to Shinjuku to pick up a new prepaid card for his phone I decided to tag along and do some shopping.
Well, it turns out the Mandarake in question was long gone, and as much as Shinjuku is a wonderfully bright and happening kind of place it can be intensely difficult to navigate compared to Akiba or even Shibuya. At least that’s my excuse. One way or another we wandered around for several hours in an essentially fruitless attempt to track down other otaku hotspots that were indicated in my guidebook. Much running back and forth occurred, giving rise to little more than the occasional sign saying “Oh, very sorry, but we’re only open every third Tuesday of months that don’t end in ‘Y’ unless there’s a full moon on the following Wednesday” or just “Please excuse the inconvenience, we have moved our location to INDECIPHERABLE GIBBERISH”.