Friday, February 26, 2016

About a tempura lunch in Shibuya, security guards in Tokyo and a very unusual global tracking device.

Today in Tokyo, living a #Travelife, a friend and I were having a catch-up lunch at our neighborhood tempura joint in Shibuya when her mobile phone rang.

"Sorry, I've got to take this," she said to me. "It's my husband."

Then into the phone, she said: "I'm with Christine and we're having lunch."

She quickly got off the phone and then said to me: "I have to answer it when he calls or he'll send the security guards to find me."

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I looked at her, and said: "Security guards? But how would they know where to find you?" I also wanted to know why she would need guards in Tokyo, perhaps the safest city in the world. Even four-year-old kids walk home from school alone here.

And within this safe city, we live in the safest neighbourhood as it's also home to the current prime minister of Japan and two former prime ministers -- not to mention the governor of Tokyo, several foreign ambassadors, and even Japan's police chief. So there are uniformed police everywhere.

But I'm the type of person who tackles one thing at a time so I didn't ask my other questions.

She replied: "I have a tracker on, so he knows that I've been in the same place for the last hour or so in Shibuya."

In Shibuya today,
living a #Travelife...

I've known this lovely lady a long time and so I also know she's not your typical neighbor.

Her father is worth many billions of dollars, and her husband is worth just slightly less than that, so there are more out of the ordinary security issues involved in her case.

However, we usually meet up in pretty normal neighbourly ways. We often all go out to dinner in a small restaurant in Shibuya that probably counts as the simplest restaurant meal I have on my trips to Tokyo.


But today it was just her and me for lunch at the neighbourhood tempura joint on this spur of the moment weekend trip to Tokyo, living a #Travelife.

Nevertheless, I couldn't figure out what the tracker was or what it was for, but I guessed it was some GPS tracking thing connected with a mobile phone. So I said: "I didn't know you had a tracker on your phone."

Uni tempura for lunch in Tokyo,
living a #Travelife...

Then she dropped the bomb that literally made my jaw drop. She said: "Oh no. It's a little tracking device inserted at the back of my neck. My husband can find me anywhere in the world."

How's that for the start of a pretty interesting story? You might be thinking I've made this up as it does sound like something out of a James Bond movie. However this conversation really did happen today in Tokyo, living a never-ending, and never-endingly interesting #Travelife.

And I'm going to continue the rest of this story tomorrow... 

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