The Long Wait
The first thing you notice while looking out the window is that Narita airport is located smack in the middle of Japanese farmland. In fact, the farmers in the area have always hated and resented the airport being located in their quiet town. They've attempted to block it's construction and development since day 1. They're doing a good job as Narita only has 1 runway. The second runway has been blocked by the local farmers for years.The first thing you notice on the ground is that Narita is the cleanest airport you've ever seen. The Japanese are famous for being fastidious, and it really shows, from the fresh smelling carpets, to the shining and sweet smelling restrooms.
Of course, the next thing you notice is the women. It's as if you were dropped onto a movie set where all the role players (from the stewardess' to the counter clerks, to the passangers) look like fashion models. By the time I had my passport stamped I counted at least 10 girls who were at or near a perfect 10.
The arduous lines took their toll on my shoulders and feet and sweat glands. When I finally reached the terminal, I was looking a bit ragged and was far from smelling sweet as a daisy. It took a while for GF and her beautiful sister to find me. Immediatly upon meeting her sister she handed over her child, Yuna, to me for a greeting. Yuna is a 9 month old girl who's quite active and strong for her age. Being a bit of an inexperienced clod when it comes to handling children, I did my best just to keep from dropping her. Toss me a dog or a cat or even a bird and I'm just fine, but a kid is a different story. I'm always afraid of dropping them, or not supporting their neck in the right way, ...but Yuna and I both survived the encounter.
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