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About Fukuoka

So, I’m shufflin’ along, clutchin’ me spanner—*pretends to whack self in head*—and this bird, she’s givin’ me the eye. “Wotcher, love!” I mumble, all sweaty, thinkin’ I’m smooth—ha! Bollocks! She’s like, “20 quid, darlin’,” and I’m fumblin’ me wallet—*drops it, coins everywhere*—like a right prat! Did ya know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy that! Makes me chuckle, it does—*snorts, trips again*—history’s bonkers, eh?

Special Reports

Be charmed by shots of fireworks by pyrotechnicians all over Japan. Guides will escort you from Omagari station to the venue.

Man, what a day! Seriously, Akita is wild. I woke up thinking it’d be chill. Nope! First off, I’m in this tiny hotel on Nakadori Street. Super cozy, but the walls are paper thin. I swear I heard my neighbor sneeze. Like, dude, cover your mouth!

Government bear attack warning poster in Japan may be too cute for its own good