One rainy weekday morning I looked out my window to witness the sight below. Commuters always line up single file at the bus stop, and a cold, rainy winter day is no exception. Below those umbrellas it's probably a miserable wait for the bus, but above it's a colorful work of art.
I can't walk 20 steps from my apartment without running into a hair salon in my town of Akigawa. The residents here must be getting a trim each week to keep all these places in business. I took a stroll recently and snapped photos of the salons within two blocks of my home (and I'm sure I missed a few). There were 11. First up is the oddly named Bum's a Bet, which is my hair joint of choice. There are no hobos or roulette wheels in there, so your guess is as good as mine as to the name. More after the jump.