Lost in translation

We’ve collected a few amusing signs during our time in Japan. Please know that this is just a bit of gentle humor; no disrespect or mockery is intended. We couldn’t write our own names in Japanese much less an informational sign.


I don’t know what it is, but I want it. Mostly because the workman himself is also handmade.


Drug dealing? Prostitution? Timeshares?


Notice the clarification on the last option. If you like to order your food based on gender, this menu is for you. (I do not think this would go over well in the U.S.)


Very perplexing.


Really, this is good advice no matter where you are.


Remember: dehydration kills. Drink something.


My favorite thus far. 

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