I visited our consulate in Osaka today. The attraction is called "the swallowing of the fox" - they carefully set up in the harsh Japanese reality the corner of the native dull fool. Room 2x2 meters without windows, layout typically zekovskaya - sovdepovskaya wallpapers even on the ceiling. Of the furniture shredded chairs, and it is unclear where the table came from in Japan, as if it was specially delivered from some post office of the Russian Post. Threatening inscriptions are glued to the walls with a thick scotch, with the same scotch attached to the table samples of documents, which arouse memories of long rows. By the way, about the turn - a mandatory element young mother with a young child... and yes, they managed to create a line, although we were only 3rd not counting the child and even couples of Japanese who tried to file documents for a visa and who were sent to the forest, because the documents for a visa are accepted only from 3h to 5, and the shots are 11-30 and so they can be free! Well, the final accord of all this situation was two real Zhukov windows, able to withstand the direct impact of a haubic projectile. Both do not work... and both do not have microphones, so to call someone you need to knock quite persistently and for a long time. And as a bonus, each window is decorated with a single-use pen on a wire... In the end, to get a dumb passport, I had to spend 40 minutes in this communist reserve...