family-chan!
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Today I traveled from Tokyo to Miyazaki, where I met Mari and the kids. I packed everything up in my tiny B&B and dragged my bags through the city's bustling subway system. Juggling as many things as I was, including a heavy backpack, luggage on wheels, a coat, and my suit, something had to give.
I somehow lost the SIM from my Canadian phone, which I'd been carrying in my shirt pocket. I may have lost a fair amount of yen as well, though I'm not as sure. I was carrying the SIM in shirt pocket because I had nowhere secure to put it; they're so fragile! It was out of my phone in the first place because I was using a special short-term rental SIM for Japan.
Nichinan is wonderfully warm compared to Tokyo!
And Mari said that the kids, who squabbled the entire evening, had been on their best behavior when I wasn't around. I'm glad they did that for her, but it seems like something I'll never see if the criteria is that I'm not present?