as we are loading up.. takumi comes out to say goodbye.. I feel bad.. but have no way of saying.. dude.. this might take a while.. you sure you want to pit it up out here??? HOLY CRAP we are all sweating.. and TRUE to FROM my sweet japanese customer service the driver is decked out in a suit WITH THE JACKET and hat on... I could have died for him:)

as I load you all up.. you play paper, rock, scissors till we drive away.. they stay the WHOLE time.. even if we could talk.. what i have felt.. is LITTLE is said.. but HUGE gestures are made.. oh my sweet japan.. i absolutely love and miss you..

do we want to go back.. not so much.. but really treasured this time!!! I still even remember crying and the phone to my mom.. when it was TOUGH.. the rules were breaking me.. the CONSTANT reminder of I was DOING IT ALL wrong.. and calmly and wisely..her reminding me.. YOU WILL miss your japan.. I miss it.. the second I step off the plane..
I remember talking to tutu.. when we all were lamenting about the pros/cons of japan.. me trying to understand.. at what point did you want to be in the US and not so much your home land??
dying to know.. how long would it take for this Japan to be our home.. our comfy home???