*taps* Is this thing on? Yes, yes, I’m spending more time doing things (and procrastinating) than writing about doing things. I guess that’s a good thing, maybe? It’s now September 2025 and I’m writing about a very very long local train adventure I did way back in December 2024 (oh well). It’s kind of funny to write about so far afterward, and think back on, because I’ve done so much of this by now – but this was my first real, all-local train trip, and the start of me settling into the habit & hobby of going out of my way to ride strange/different/new lines just for the sake of it, seeing new places and landscapes and infrastructure and stumbling upon lots of unexpected things…
The background for this is that a certain bus company in Shimonoseki, Yamaguchi Prefecture, the westernmost city at the very edge of Honshu, released a commemorative nimoca at a little-publicized, one-day 100th anniversary celebration back in November of last year, and all remaining unsold stock they made available online (in classic Japan fashion, through a very convoluted system, where you mailed them cash and they sent you a card in return, which you then had to pay more cash-on-delivery for). A couple friends asked me if I could use my domestic address to order them each a card when they went on sale – I don’t count online purchases or mail-order IC cards for my own collection, after all – and I said sure, of course. But I emailed the company to ask: hey, is it actually possible to purchase this from you in-person? The head of the automotive division (just small company things! ☺) wrote back to me to say, sorry, no… but we noticed you purchased some cards already and, if you want, despite the per-person limit we said prior, it’s alright if you order another.
I replied telling them about my IC card collecting hobby, shared that the cards I had bought were really on behalf of some friends, and explained that the “rule” I’ve set for myself is that I want to obtain everything on my own, in-person, and if they’d consider my request, I’d love to come all the way from Nagoya on local trains – using the Seishun 18 Kippu – to come get the card. They wrote back a couple hours later: OK, eli, we’ll make special arrangements for you. Let us know when you’ll be here. You can come to our head office at this address, during weekday business hours, sometime before the end of January, and bring cash. We’re looking forward to seeing you! “Holy shit,” I thought. “I got a Japanese company to bend the rules.”
(If this were a YouTube video, that’d be the thumbnail. But it’s not! Thank god!)