Going home tomorrow
To sum up Japan. I stand in line to pay the check after eating dinner at a restaurant. I feel the need to pick my teeth. I look around for someone to ask for a toothpick, and then I see a carefully placed toothpick stand right in front of me. Going out of the restaurant I see I man in his 30s walk by, two Duffys (super cute Disney teddy bears) tucked under his arm, and no sign of embarrassment whatsoever. On my way back to the hotel, the taxi driver looks like he is about to fall asleep, like really fall asleep a couple of times. Now I have just purchased an ice cold Kirin and looking out over the myriad of Shibuya skyscrapers. I am going to miss this immensely.
