A Few Things

I'm still trying to sort through all the pictures of my recent trip to Japan. I wrote a few notes on a paper chop sticks wrapper. I folded it and kept it in my pocket during the trip.

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Sitting at the table in my son's great grandmother's house, my 5 year read a short children's book to his grandmother. When the book was done, his grandmother wanted him to keep reading. So she found a piece of paper and helped him to read it. I watched and told my husband that I was surprised that my son was able to read so well (he can 2 of the three "alphabets"). He asked if I knew what he was reading. No, I didn't know what the paper was. It was a sake label. My MIL was helping my son to learn about sake. Wonderful.

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When leaving Japan, you have to go through Passport Control. Passport Control has a line for Japanese passport holders and another line for foreign passport holders. I got in the line for foreign passport holders. 2 American looking and English speaking businessmen got on line behind me. My 5 year old pulls on my coat and says very loudly, "Mommy, see that guy behind us?"
I looked at the man. He was looking at me and obviously heard my 5 year old too. I smiled at him, turned to my 5 year old and nodded.
Then my 5 year old said, in the same loud voice, "He's bald."
I wanted to run out of that place. But the line inched for another 20 minutes. Great.

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When flying from my in-laws house in Nagasaki to Tokyo Disneyland, we had to wait at the Tokyo airport for the shuttle to the hotel. I went to use the bathroom while we waited. In the stall there was a TV. A TV?! I thought, "I wish I had my camera with me so I could take a picture of the TV in the bathroom stall." Then I thought, "would I really have the guts to take a picture inside a bathroom stall?" That sounds a little creepy, No?