A Relaxing Trip and Refining My Masculinity: Saturday 22nd October

And so I returned. After saying my farewells and thanks to the Sasakis I boarded the train to Chitose airport, and very nearly didn’t get off again, seeing as how it was rammed to beyond capacity; a sweetener for my imminent arrival in Tokyo no doubt. After literally fighting my way off the train I checked in to my flight with considerable ease, managing to go through security without once causing a serious international incident. The plane ride itself was fine; there were only three times which I felt in mortal danger, which by my reckoning makes it a relaxing trip indeed.

So me.

When I finally got back to my apartment I was glad to see that it hadn’t been infested with squatters, cockroaches, or an unthinkable evil hybrid of the two. Once I had unpacked it was time to get down to the serious business of exchanging omiyage (presents/souvenirs) with Sung, who had been to Korea on a business trip whilst I was in Hokkaido. Whilst she seemed very happy with her assortment of Hello Kitty paraphernalia, I was absolutely made up by the wallet that she had bought me. She said that it was only meant as a joke present, and that given it was pink and adorned with a butterfly I don’t think she was actually expecting me to use it, how wrong she was…

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About truehamlet

Sam is a senior lecturer in Science Communication, who researches the different ways in which media such as poetry and film can be used to communicate science to new audiences.
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