This country is ruled by Mickey Mouse, part II
So I go to the toilet, the main one, near the entrance hall, because it is the only one with occidental-style seat, but also the one open to the public, and am about to leave when a Japanese woman comes in and opens the baby board (available to change diapers). I notice the noise, turn back and, to my astonishment, she has placed a baby-sized Winnie the Pooh teddy bear over the board. She looks at me sheepishly and comments:"It's my baby boy!", and then enters one of the cubicles, locking the door after her and leaving the teddy bear right there for me to gape at it some more.
Oh my dear lord Aslan.
I really hope the couple with a baby car inside the nearby post-office were somehow related to that woman, or I'll truly start worrying about this country's sanity and Disney obsession.
Oh my dear lord Aslan.
I really hope the couple with a baby car inside the nearby post-office were somehow related to that woman, or I'll truly start worrying about this country's sanity and Disney obsession.