In Tokyo, don’t go near Koban (Police…boxes?). The two times I went to one to ask directions I was held for about 60 mins before being let go. The first time because the bike I was riding was a stolen bike (it wasn’t), the second time because the passport I showed them on request was a fake (it wasn’t). I heard enough similar stories from friends to make approaching these guys a major no-no for me. Talking to them certainly isn’t a guaranteed night in prison, but it’s risk where there’s no need for risk. Some of them are just bored, and some of them just plain old don’t like … Continue reading Unknown (load more comments)