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Konishiwa!
I arrived at LAX at 11:10 am and checked in with Thai Airways International. My plane is due to depart at 1:10.
This plane is full with hundreds of Japanese school children approximately 14 and 15 years of age who had visited Los Angeles.
I can guarantee everyone that there were a few food items I had never seen before, and will hopefully see only on my way home.
After this almost 12-hour flight, I am on a 'bus that is taking me to the Shinjuku-ku District and the Tokyo Hilton. I haven't moved my watch to local time yet, but Tokyo is 17 hours ahead of Los Angeles.
Needless to say, I don't understand too much as everything is spoken so far in Japanese. However, it appears that most people I have needed to speak with do speak bits of English.
Well, the 'bus ride is turning into a nightmare. There is so much traffic on every expressway, and there are different levels of roads jumping over and under each other, I can imagine the billed 80-minute ride turning into something much longer.
It turns out that the estimate was correct, and I have arrived and checked into the hotel. And, yes, the Japanese do drive on the opposite side of the road as many [sic] European nations do.
Considering it is now 9 pm Tokyo time, I won't contact anyone until tomorrow.
I took a stroll throughout the Shinjuku-ku District and got a bite to eat. I could not get an internet setup tonight so I will send this in tomorrow.
'Til tomorrow, Sayonara!
Oe, the monocular one
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