Early September I landed in Kansai Airport, Japan and flew Korean Air from my dusty Ulaanbaatar. From plane window, this island looks as if it covered with tiny buildings with neat shape and organised structures; lines of greenery(trees and plants) along streets. Buildings look pretty and cute, mostly about three floor and in bright grey colours.
A friendly custom officer and a guide officer ( a lady in costume gestures with white glove for elevators and doors , and she often runs from one point to other in less than 20m) welcomed me Japan. Then I met my collegue Aki – a friendly, kind and soft speaking man.
Once we left airport, sweat splashing head stroke me with heavy humidity. After waiting in a long queu for a bus, a bus driver took my baggages with effort; I thought I would help carry my heavy bags – but he seems happy with any weight of bags.
On bus and on train, I was glaring at everythings that pass the window. Buildings, highways, park, artificial(cemented) rivers, train, bike and shop. Writings are mostly in characters. People speak softly and act polite; that welcomes me!
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