Easy Last day.

Today was easy. I had packed up the night before, so I had a nice restful morning. I have used an app like Uber here called GO. Same premise, super easy. Most of the cabs are on it. So is had a nicely easy air conditioned ride to the airport. Dropped off my bags at the hotel, and checked out the stores and restaurants in the airport.
I’ve had a sinus headache for the last 2 days and I found a pharmacy. They are very nice, using translator apps to see how they can help you. The Pharmacist suggested something to help with the pressure and the shop assistant continued to help me once the Pharmacist left.
The assistant was very nice, but keep insisting I try this immune support. Now, I’m a sucker for an immunity supplement, so I said ok. She said getting 3 would be the best, and I was like sure, I understand, I’ll take 3. I wandered around for a few minutes looking at somethings and she was always right around the corner. It was weird, normally Japanese sales people aren’t this assertive. I picked up a few of my favorite lip balms, (seriously don’t ask how many I’ve bought at this point) and she started saying (all through the translator app mind you), how good those were. And had I tried the C serum? It’s a very popular vitamin C serum here. And I had already gotten a bottle (just one). I was thinking I didn’t need all the immune stuff so I went to put it back, as she was there in a flash. I motioned I only wanted one. She was happy, I felt better and I went to the register. They rang me up and I left.
But the math wasn’t mathing. I pulled out my receipt. It said ¥44,000. I checked the currency app. That one item had been ¥38,750! Oh Jeez! That’s $262!! That can’t be right. It must be $26. NOPE. $262! For 1 box of supplement.
So I turned around, I was only standing a store down from the pharmacy. I told the pharmacist (all through the translator app) that it was too expensive. He went with the product and the receipt to the shop assistant. They talked for a minute and waved me over. They said something about something and that they had something else that was less money but would still give me good immune support. I said that’s fine. So as I was waiting for him to help me, I did the conversion of the alternate product. This one was ¥10,000 which is $67! So when he started to help me, I Google translated to him “I have immune supplement at home, I don’t need this.” He was very nice, and gave me a refund.
It was weird. Normally they aren’t that pushy anywhere, especially in a pharmacy. But it was in the airport.
I was worn out after that. I looked around at other stores. It’s all stuff. Every thing I looked at , I’d ask, where are you going to put that? Just more and more stuff. Stuff that creates clutter and gets dusty. And I’m not good at dusting.
So I checked into my room. I’m going to nap for about an hour then go find dinner. There is Lawsons open 24 hrs. (It’s like 7-11 ). I’ll probably go get my last meal there.
Yep. About 6:30 pm I got up and walked across the airport to Lawson for dinner. Flights had just gotten in and it was busy. It was weird. I just had my wallet with me. I felt like I lived there and I was just heading across campus to get dinner.
The Egg salad sandwich in Japan is the most perfect thing there is. Crustless white bread, creamy egg salad. Filling, comforting, gentle on the tummy. It is perfect. And I at at least one a day. The next thing is the fried chicken. 7-11 and Lawson both have it. Boneless chicken thighs crispy, hot, juicy, and affordable. I ate at least 1 of these a day as well. They also have a custard like flan, that is out of this world. I had one every night for dessert.
I didn’t see any coffee jelly at Lawson’s so I won’t be having that tomorrow am. But I do have my memories.
The quiet nature of the Japanese is very appealing. It has been a good quiet peaceful trip. Even in one of the biggest cities in the world. People don’t lock up their bikes. When I walked back after dark through the neighborhood side streets, it was well lit and safe. I would still take precautions and pay attention to my surroundings, but I felt safe. And that was a really good feeling.
My flight leaves here tomorrow at 10:55 am; so I’m going to go have a really good Japanese breakfast then get on the plane.
It does my heart good to know that there are places in the world like this that do exist. And that one day I can come and stay here, for a few months at a time if I want. That really does my heart good. ❤️Baca lagi