Anpanmanland

Last weekend wife, kid and I went to The Anpanman Children's Museum in Yokohama. If you ever hire a hit man to kill someone and need an alibi, go to the Anpanman Children's Museum. There are more cameras than children, and I must have been caught in a hundred pictures and home movies.

Anpanman is an odd superhero. He is a sentient pastry that can fly and has super strength. Often he rescues people by allowing them to eat a piece of his head. So he gets a little theme park in Yokohama.

Aika had no idea where she was going. So when we arrived she was justifiably surprised to see images her TV hero everywhere she looked.

"Mama, Anpanman."
"Yes, Aika."
"Mama, Anpanman."
"Yes. Hold on I'm buying tickets..."
"Mama....
Mama...
Mama...
Mama...
Mama..."
"What is it?"
"Anpanman."

We had to wait about 20 minutes to sit in the Anpanman car. It doesn't do anything. You just sit there.
The dog's name by the way is Cheese.

There are hundreds of food-based heroes in the Anpanverse. Here are some from the New World. Not sure what the deal is with Norro or Frida Kahlo.

I'm climbing on something. And there's not a damn thing you can do about it.


Secund thoughts.
I has dem. *


So much bacteria ... so little time.

I get it. Everyone can go. Even dismembered infants and little boys with railroad spikes in their heads.

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