Final Moments in Japan
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We were sad, but the time had come, we were leaving
The night before, while leaving the subway, we had come face to face with a sumo wrestler, but we didnâ€™t want to blind him with camera flashes and decided to leave his alone. We now looked back with regret as we would probably never see one again.
When we got to the museum we were surprised to see that it was only one room, thus making it the tiniest museum in the world. On the wall, they had photos of the winners over the years and a TV showing you some Sumo moves. Okay, I wonâ€™t lie, I was disappointed. We had though maybe we had made a poor choice by not going to the fish market instead.
We headed out and came upon an Australian couple that was there with their students for a scavenger hunt. She told us how we could possibly see a sumo wrestler if we were to wander around the district as they would sometimes train by the water or come out of their stalls. Yes, it was weird to hear that they lived in stalls as they are human beings!
As we were walking and taking in the sites we came upon a group of their students and they were knocking on one of the stalls.
In the end we were stoked and happy that we had skipped the fish market as fish arenâ€™t nearly as good for a photo opp as a sumo wrestler. We were told later that it was hard to get a photo with a sumo wrestler and that we had been very fortunate, though I look like an idiot in the photo. Heck yeah!
Now it was time to head back to Narita so we grabbed our suitcases from the hotel and we were out. To others reading this; please take the Narita Express as we made a huge mistake.
In the end we made it home with five minutes left to check in. The flight was long, 14 hours in total, but I watched a few movies to pass the time. Interesting note, the Japanese like doing exercises mid flight which kept waking me up. I have heard it is good for the circulation so I had no problem and even joined in.
Even though I wish I had had more time in
After being interrogated for several minutes and then being hit on by the customs guy (real professional), we grabbed our suitcases and headed to the taxi stand to wait for the car I had ordered. The trip had been amazing and one I would definitely repeat again, though at times it was challenging due to the cultural differences. But that is the reason I travel, I love the differences of the cultures and the similarities that bring us closer together as human beings. My first trip to