I've successfully acquired an International Driver's Permit and am wading in a shallow pool of trepidation based on the fact it only took 15 minutes, a picture, and my signature, and for some reason the Japanese are going to let me drive in their country--no questions asked.
Tomorrow I'm getting a tetanus shot. Panic attack scheduled for 2:15pm.
I also need to purchase socks, work gloves, and something else important that I'm forgetting right now.
Besides reading bios, I haven't corresponded with anybody on Japan Team 3 yet. I suppose there will be time enough for that during our flight. We'll all have to amuse each other once books, sleeping, and music run out. I was able to spend quite some time meditating over the design on the plastic lining of the cabin of my plane from New Mexico... it consisted of various grey squiggles on a water-stain-beige background that reminded one of a happy culture of amoebas wriggling merrily in their watery home. It reminded me of that, anyway; I don't know what it reminded the other passengers of. Whether our flight to Japan will supply us with similarly stimulating scenery, I don't know.
It's past my bedtime.
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