Travelogue: Tokyo-Narita International Airport

A Korean Air Boeing 777 at Narita Internationa...

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I’m in Tokyo for the first time, and only in Narita International Airport, but already I am pulled toward the place.  It’s got spunk, style, origami wonderlands and kooky cold beverages.  One can’t help but amaze at Asia, or the wisdom of a face just months old telling a familiar but unique history to the travelers in the next row.

Why Singapore for all of these temporary Tokyoites? It’s confusing, but you’ve got to just let it all go—the young girl in the bookstore  thoroughly perusing a selection of men’s magazines (not talking Esquire or GQ here…think Japanese versions of Hustler or Juggs); the Muslim, head covered, computing on his state of the art MacBook; the oblivious man stumbling into my way in a convenience kiosk, then, upon realizing his invasion into my personal space, bowing to me and apologizing profusely.  And what’s with all the advertisements for Guam, which despite strong efforts cannot avoid seeming a second class Philippines?

Then these strange (and giant!) English speakers, who could have chosen to sit in any of the hundreds of empty seats in the vicinity, but chose instead to crowd me. 

Until next time spunky, stylish, quixotic Tokyo.

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