I was surprised by how big and commercialized Japan actually was. I understand that there are a lot of people living on an island that can only grow vertically, but it was amazing trying to navigate through the crowds.
Jason had warned me that the minute the passengers of the plane landed there would be a massive rush, almost run, for customs. He told me to get off the plane as quickly as possible and try to stay at the front of this racing crowd. I didn't realize how important that was until I fell behind. Fast movements combined with a crushing crowd and I was soon suffering terrible pain along my damaged spine and through my neck. I tried to surf the sidelines, but was pushed further and further back. When I reached the customs gates I was left standing in long lines which took almost an hour to pass through.
As I at last passed through the gates and walked out into the main body of the airport, I was immensely grateful to see Desi there waving to me. She had been worried when I hadn't appeared quickly, thinking I may have missed my flight, or that I had passed by her without notice.
I was glad to retire to my temporary room that night. Jason was still on his security tour, and wouldn't be meeting up with me until the following evening, so I had plenty of time to relax and recover from the gruelling day. I snuggled up in some blankets and read until I heard Desi come up from teaching her English class in the city, then drifted off to sleep.
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