I spent 6 years in Japan, and while I loved and used the rail, I can not explain how sad I was upon returning to the US and having to experience driving any distance here. There is nowhere to stop along the highway for restrooms and, of course, no shokken restaurant. I want my katsu curry! Imagine the despair when I eagerly drove towards the circle k sign, only to realize upon entering the doors that there was no omusubi to be had.