It was time to go home. We had a rental agreement that was expiring, travel insurance that was running out, and a plane that wouldn’t wait up for us. Our two weeks away felt like the true meaning of a trip of a lifetime. We had traveled to the other side of the world, saw towering mega-cities, steaming jungles, ancient temples and forsaken battlegrounds. We had met people from completely different backgrounds than our own, tried to speak their language, and engaged in the occasional misunderstanding. There are so many more stories to tell from our trip, but mostly they are quick vignettes without any real point to them. This series on my trip is starting to give Friday the 13th a run for its money, so this is as good a place to stop as any. If I learned anything from this trip, it’s this:
- Tokyo is not expensive, they just use a lot of sales to bleed you dry.
- Marketing is not a dirty word, and there is a way not to sound desperate.
- Never give anyone directions in Japan that end in “It’s near the shrine”.
- Gindako makes the best Takoyaki in the world.
- Filipino hotels are places where everybody knows your name.
- If you have kids, let them have fun. You will too.