Theres never a boring moment in Tokyo – even when you are waiting for the trains because you get to feast yer mince pies on posters of some lovely lasses – 2 and 3 dimensional ones.
Speaking of posters, its confession time. When I was a wee teenager living back in the UK, I remember removing a huge poster from a bus stop. You can see the size of one somewhere here. It was one of a really nice girl from some perfume ad...