Jet lag got me up 2 hours ago but I actually managed to unpack everything, organize all my new products and makeup, shaped up my non-existent eyebrows, and mentally got myself back in the mindset that I’m in Japan again.
The last leg of my trip back was rough. There was a lot of turbulence flying from D.C which was unnerving but not as unnerving as the old dude who sat across the aisle from me who couldn’t keep still and was making all the flight attendants nervous by constantly getting up and even had the nerve to get all his bags out of the overhead 10 minutes before we even landed. Smh. Luckily, I didn’t have anyone sitting next to or behind me so that eased some of the discomfort of that 13 hour flight but not by much. There were no good movies except for Out of the Furnace (love me some Christian Bale) so I half-ass watched like 20 minutes of each and promptly passed out on them. United also has the grossest food. I will not be flying with them again if I can help it.
Tokyo was hot as balls but thank Zeus for having a Special Re-entry Permit because immigration seems to be the hottest place in Narita. Got my bags, checked them in again, and caught my last and most uncomfortable flight to Fukuoka. I was smashed between some other foreigner who looked like a sleepy Andre the Giant who was so knocked out before we even took off I had to get a flight attendant to wake him up so I could get to my seat and some Japanese guy who smelled like cheesy roast beef. They both would not let me use either of the arm rests so it was a fun 2 hours of me awkwardly holding my arms out of the way while sweating profusely and trying to nap at the broke neck angle ANA has their seats set to.
Needless to say, I was beyond happy to land, get my stuff, and see Daisuke waiting for me at the terminal! We held hands the entire ride home as I complained about all previously written as he whined about how hot Fukuoka has gotten since rainy season ended. We ordered a pizza, I showed him all of the goodies I brought back, and lazed under the AC until we couldn’t keep our eyes open.
He took the day off today so we’re going to clean the apartment that managed to end up looking like his old bachelor’s pad with me being gone, buy groceries because there is nothing in the fridge since he ate nothing but conbini bentos the whole 2 weeks, & go see Godzilla!
I’m back y’all!