Last Day in Japan

This morning Shoko takes me over to the other side of the house to meet her parents. The house is split in half with Brent, the kids, and Shoko on one side, and her parents on the other. Their side is traditional Japanese style, beautiful, simplistic and minimalist.



We do a photo op with Shoko and the kids:



Shoko's mom makes us lunch and we picnic in the garden and watch Akira and Sasuke play in the gravel before I go to the train station and then the airport. I spend too much time filming the kids in the sun with my super 8 camera and, once I enter the station, I realize that I don't have enough time to catch the Narita Express to the airport at Shinjuku. An incredibly kind Japanese lady helps me change my ticket and then shows me the right train to catch. She tells me that she's going to be fired at the end of the month and that she's going to a job fair to look for work as a systems engineer. I thank her for helping me and she explains that she had once been travelling and in need of help and she's glad to return the favour.