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| Day One: Traveling, Osaka | |
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10.31.2000
8:42 AM | Link |
 After careful packing, I leave my passport at home! My only excuse is that Barron has my ticket, so I don't think about anything except clothes. Thankfully, Barron's first question to me at his house is "Do you have your passport?" So after freaking out, we swing by my place on the way to the airport and still have lots of time to spare. Now Barron is keeping my passport and tickets for the trip. Mariko tells me to call him otosan (father), so that's what I call him. In Dallas we have cookies at the Admirals Club, and we score on a business class upgrade, thanks to Barron's wiley mom. Now I'm having my second glass of champagne in my plush seat. Mariko is reading a Japanese newspaper, Barron is playing with his camera, and I am writing. Osaka is 6688 miles away - here we go! Barron tells me to say "you're welcome" as "don't touch my mustache" (do itashe mashte). Everything is funnier after champagne, and we're wearing slippers now, too. Six more hours - I try to convince myself that it's 9:30 am and that my two hour nap was my night's sleep. Barron and I keep getting up for a Snack Attack, as they list it in our menu.
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