I am sat on a train whizzing to Higashine, so have a while to reflect on the journey to Japan from England. For me it was remarkably easy, in no small part to Martin who helped everything run smoothly. You may (or may not) know that several years ago I fell off a horse, smashing my right elbow and it has never fully recovered. This causes me constant pain and makes normal traveling difficult, since the shoulder and arm can’t take much weight. However, not one to pack light (How else can I ensure I have an outfit for all occasions?!), Japan was causing me somewhat of a problem. Feeling a little foolish, I admitted my worries to Martin, which he of course found hilarious, before insisting that I pack however much I like, even using space in his own suitcase if I wanted. Reassuring me that it would provide him with a good opportunity to exercise, he said that as long as I could carry my side bag (which in reality he often carried too), then he would deal with my suitcase.
The flights themselves were thankfully unremarkable, and the stopover in Beijing a pleasant break. Whilst there I took the opportunity to try my hand at calligraphy. It took roughly 25 hours from leaving home to arriving, but what a great opportunity!
The flights themselves were thankfully unremarkable, and the stopover in Beijing a pleasant break. Whilst there I took the opportunity to try my hand at calligraphy. It took roughly 25 hours from leaving home to arriving, but what a great opportunity!
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