So Kyle and I arrived in Narita Airport in Japan after 21 hours of flight in the air. I’ve got to say that is the longest plane ride that I have ever experienced, some times I would fall asleep and wake up and there would still be 7 hours left to go, I thought it would never end! Regrettably all the movies that were played were meh (ie Battleship), at least in my opinion so I couldn’t even pass good time by watching them. Eventually though we reached Narita Airport, and  shockingly when we got there, it was in the middle of a typhoon. I had experienced hurricanes before so I wasn’t too phased, but the wind howled through all the local trees, the rain lashing in-between all the chaos. I  mostly just remember being really really tired. We took a bus from Narita to Mito. Everyone was so quiet on the bus, an old Japanese lady took the courtesy to put my seat belt on for me. In Mito city, a teacher met us and helped us into a cab bound for the hotel. Fujiwara Sensei was the name of the teacher and she ended up being my general Japanese language teacher, one of them at least. I probably made a bad impression that first night, I was so tired I couldn’t even talk in English much less Japanese. I tried my best though although I can’t remember what I said.

 I decided to break this story up  since there is so much ground to cover. When I write next I will continue from the typhoon at Mito Hotel!