As expected, today I went to Akihabara.
As expected, I got lost in the streets of the "electronic city".
As expected, I could not decide on the camera model to buy, to the indescribable amount of this bid per square meter.
Akihabara is a place that is located on the border between dream and nightmare, a delirium electronic flows not only on the benches and in the windows of shopkeepers, perched behind tons of gadgets more or less serious circuited and trinkets of all kinds but also on the facades of buildings, the scaffolding of the work going on every corner and promptly exploited exploited to insert a frenetic neon sign. In this chaotic and colorful world of little girls prowl ephemeral figures dressed in clothes from maid unlikely English-end 800, and strange characters straight out of a Cosplay Contest. And in the hectic world of light and absolute consumption of the main roads, is opposed to the meticulous and maniacal of narrow tunnels that weave their shoulders, in which the voyeur of all Tokyo go to find the material necessary for their hobby. Psicante. Allucinifero. Very nice.
At the end of the day, if you were not quite clear what you are going to try them, you have two possible outlets fatal. The first is amnesia by confusion, utter inability
coherent guidance to a target geographically defined, a headache format Gamera and the promise to return again in the following days ("Akihabara, you win a battle, but not war !..."). The other: one or more symptoms of the syndrome combined purchase uncontrolled elation at the choice between video games, hebetude electronics, dilated pupils by mystical-spiritual crisis (usually accompanied by sudden conversion to God Gachapon) and synthetic logorrhoea-emotional (this usually comes from the first symptom), and several bags full of the latest video games, manga, fototeledigimaccanocamere, screens ultra and all sorts of electronic components; wallets emptied to the last yen a headache format Gamera and the promise to be back in the days following (Akihabara, you took all my money, but maybe I can scrape together again! ..."). Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on your point of view, including my own) I'm part of the first category of the mentally ill and also had a number of preventive vaccine, already knowing what was waiting for me to come there before.
In my brain turns but an idea, nothing more than a remnant of information retrieved from the virtual basket of Reason from my unconscious. Playstation 3, second hand, 42,000 yen ...
As expected, I got lost in the streets of the "electronic city".
As expected, I could not decide on the camera model to buy, to the indescribable amount of this bid per square meter.
Akihabara is a place that is located on the border between dream and nightmare, a delirium electronic flows not only on the benches and in the windows of shopkeepers, perched behind tons of gadgets more or less serious circuited and trinkets of all kinds but also on the facades of buildings, the scaffolding of the work going on every corner and promptly exploited exploited to insert a frenetic neon sign. In this chaotic and colorful world of little girls prowl ephemeral figures dressed in clothes from maid unlikely English-end 800, and strange characters straight out of a Cosplay Contest. And in the hectic world of light and absolute consumption of the main roads, is opposed to the meticulous and maniacal of narrow tunnels that weave their shoulders, in which the voyeur of all Tokyo go to find the material necessary for their hobby. Psicante. Allucinifero. Very nice.
At the end of the day, if you were not quite clear what you are going to try them, you have two possible outlets fatal. The first is amnesia by confusion, utter inability
coherent guidance to a target geographically defined, a headache format Gamera and the promise to return again in the following days ("Akihabara, you win a battle, but not war !..."). The other: one or more symptoms of the syndrome combined purchase uncontrolled elation at the choice between video games, hebetude electronics, dilated pupils by mystical-spiritual crisis (usually accompanied by sudden conversion to God Gachapon) and synthetic logorrhoea-emotional (this usually comes from the first symptom), and several bags full of the latest video games, manga, fototeledigimaccanocamere, screens ultra and all sorts of electronic components; wallets emptied to the last yen a headache format Gamera and the promise to be back in the days following (Akihabara, you took all my money, but maybe I can scrape together again! ..."). Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on your point of view, including my own) I'm part of the first category of the mentally ill and also had a number of preventive vaccine, already knowing what was waiting for me to come there before. 
In my brain turns but an idea, nothing more than a remnant of information retrieved from the virtual basket of Reason from my unconscious. Playstation 3, second hand, 42,000 yen ... 
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