Narita seemed comparatively empty when we arrived in the early afternoon; although 40 million people are served by only two airports, much of the traffic borne by the airports around New York is taken care of by the rail network in Japan. We parted ways with the Bans after a wonderful, enormously companionable trip together, had a last bite (Gyoza and a drink) and got ready for reentry into what now looks more than ever like a developing nation, the good ol’ USA, by flying home in steerage class of the worst airline in the world, United. We can’t wait to return.
Return into Irony
