10 in the morning, I step off the Finnair 9,5 hour flight and instantly get hit in the face by the heat. The whole airport is one massive sauna. Surprisingly the girl working in immigration knows about Genki JACS, even asks me how many students are there with me "Sorry, I'm here alone?" I answer her with uncertainty since I really don't understand her English, "Ah... the infamous Japanese English" I wonder to myself. After getting my luggage I also got a free baggage check, oh joy! apparently I looked suspicious, whatever I'm sleepy and trying to understand the security personell is pretty hard (Oh English, where art thou?), when they're done I have the chance to run around in the airport looking for check-in for domestic flights, finally I find the check-in and then I proceed directly to the domestic flights waiting area. Dumb move. Very dumb move.
I have 5 hours till my flight to Fukuoka, I have no Yen, and even if I did have local currency there is only one little crappy shop in the waiting area. For the first hour I run around, enjoy the peculiarity that is Japanese toilets (the high tech Western style ones, Thor forbid if I'd have to use the traditional ones!), and try to talk with the security personell in the smoking room (to no avail). The next four I try to sleep on the benches that are designed to kee sleepers away. At least somebody special (you know who you are) keeps me positive.
Fast-forward to 3 in the afternoon and finally I can get on the flight to Fukuoka. Only white person on the plane, I ignore everybodies looks and sleep the whole flight, I am awakened by the pilots landing skills (try to imagine an F16 doing a quick-land on an aircraft carrier) - 9/10 I think in my head, bumoy but right to the point - the Fukuoka airfield DOES serve as an airfield for the SDF...
After getting my luggage I step out of the airport - luckily Miki and Sho-chan are already waiting for me, 30 minute ride follows and I am now in my host-home.
After a nice cold shower I hand the gifts over to Miki and talk about Estonia, later I get to meet Hiro-san. Back in Japan, baby! I mumble "Oyasuminasai" as I stagger to my room and fall into a deep sleep on my tatami.
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