Yes, it’s true. I was completely fascinated with all the vending machines in Japan. My wife was alternately amused and annoyed because I couldn’t resist trying something new almost every time we encountered one (or, more usually, a group of them).
This habit probably has something do with how I managed to stay fat in Japan despite walking 20km or more on average each day.
These ones were right in the middle of Yoyogi Park.
