Hangover Coffins: Rent ‘Em By The Hour
Next time you wake up and feel like you’ve died and gone to hell, spend an hour sleeping off that mandatory company drinking party in an oxygen-filled hangover coffin! You’ll not only emerge without that pounding head and queasy stomach, you’ll feel thinner, younger, more relaxed and able to perform feats of athletic prowess with ease! Or so this subway poster claims, suggesting that sixty, ninety, or a hundred and twenty minutes sucking in pure oxygen is a boon for weekend sports warriors, the dieting, the aging, and the overworked salarymen of Japan. It’ll cost you, though: $50 for an hour of undoing that cherry blossom party with your classmates, $75 for an hour and a half of regretting chugging that bottle of Dom at the host club, and about $85 for two hours of discussing the meaning of life with the bartender at A Perfect Bar For Bananafish.
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Writing mystery books set in Tokyo is mostly what I do, but I also blog about the odd stuff I see every day in Japan. I'm a graduate of Stanford University and the Sendagaya Japanese Institute in Tokyo, and a member of the International Thriller Writers, the Mystery Writers of America, and Sisters In Crime. When I'm not in Tokyo, I live in San Francisco. I also host a travel site called The Tokyo Guide I Wish I'd Had, so if you're headed to Japan and want to check out the places I take my friends when they're in town, take a look!
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Oh I so need to come back and do another month of mad Japanese health posts
I wish you would! You always find things I don’t see! ^^;;