Sayonara

Well, Japan, it's been real. I'm sitting in the airport writing this post over Osaka's free wireless network. How cool is that?

We're leaving on July 17 at around 5 PM. We'll be in the air for around 11 hours, and we'll be landing at 11 AM on July 17. We'll arrive before we depart. The International Date Line is a hell of a thing.

In case you can't tell from my incoherent rambling, I'm absolutely exhausted. It's been an intense couple of months, and I can't wait to get home. In less than a week my entire family will all be hanging out at Laguna Beach. I couldn't think of a better thing to come back to.

I can't believe I almost forgot - last night we stayed in a capsule hotel! It was so cool - just like sleeping in a morgue except you get a TV and it's not as cold.

Wow, I'm looking around at my fellow passengers on this flight to LA and it's quite a crew. I see one tremendously fat girl with the most impressive camel toe I've seen since I left the states. To my left is a Thai Buddhist monk in orange robes. He hasn't made a move for my penis yet - maybe it's because I have my laptop in a strategic position. To my right is an 8 year old kid who's flipping between a spot-on American accent and what I can only imagine is perfect Japanese. Lucky punk.

But most importantly, I don't see any babies. Praise Allah for small favors.

OK, boarding call. Catch you on the flip side.

Posted by flow Frazao on July 17, 2005 at 03:39 AM in Japan | Permalink