This is Nana checking in from the Tokyo airport. I'm on my way back to the USA without Justin (GASP) to attend a college counselor training workshop in Washington, D.C. Justin will follow shortly but for now he's still in Fukuoka doing epic battle with the legendary Japanese driver's exam. (They are guaranteed to fail white male foreigners at least twice - and although it's certainly not official, nonwhite foreigners or females should apparently expect more fails than that).
Nothing to report except the consumption of a really large bowl of Tokyo-style soy ramen, and the fact that Terminal One's post-passport control food options are kind of lame. I had to walk 20 minutes to find this place. Otherwise, my options were "cafes" (read: packaged sandwich), McDonald's, or a Japanese restaurant serving fifteen dollar udon. If you connect through Narita and you have time, eat before security, which never takes long in Japan anyway. Terminal Two is much better.
So Justin and I will be back in the states for the summer soon. Email remains the best way to get a hold of us. Hope to see some of you soon!
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