When I was ten I loved video game arcades.
When I was ten, I loved video game arcades.
Japanese people love their arcades like they love tofu or awkwardly aggressive pornography. It seems you can't walk through the major shopping areas of any city without running into at least one arcade on every other block.
Here's the catch: It's not just pre-teens and nerdy twenty-something's inhabiting them either. Walk into any arcade in Japan and you're likely to find at least four thirty-year-olds throwing down on rubber-bound taiko drums. Subsequently, pay no mind to the business man in his forties working up a sweat on DDR during his lunch break. Arcades are second only to Pachinko parlors in eating up the 100 yen coins of Nihonjin everywhere. Did I mention they have a fully simulated Mario Kart game?
I love it. And I'm twenty-three.
Don't believe me? Check out this video I took in Osaka of two grown men showing their lightning-quick finger skills on a DJ game:
so ill it turned my camera sideways
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