My American palette gave up.  I am sitting on the second floor of a McDonald’s fast food restaurant in the heart of Ginza, the fashion district of Tokyo.  It was time to make my life easier and I admit it makes me feel contented eating something familiar for a change.  Plus, I get to follow up on my unofficial travel research quest.  I will test the quality of Japan’s cheeseburgers.  Mine is A-OK.  So far I have researched and concluded that cheeseburgers from McDonald’s taste the same in Tokyo, Geneva, Rome, Vancouver, Prague, Brussels, Amsterdam and Miami.

I am proud of my uncanny ability to find McDonald’s restaurants in most major cities.  Consistency = comfort.