Alpha's J-Adventure 2 - Final Update (P28) All Updates (P1)

Woke up to the sound of the screeching DS alarm, 6am. Had to make the most of the last day, Yuka had arranged to meet me at 8.30 for breakfast and to go to the airport with me. I was feeling awful, I didn't want to leave Japan now things with Yuka had gone back to how they were in London. I stayed in bed a bit longer, was feeling really depressed that morning.

Finally got out of bed, showered, dressed and suitcases ready. It was sad seeing everything back in cases knowing the most important thing wouldn't be coming back with me. I went to the lobby to check out and went to the station to meet Yuka.

I got to the station about 20 past, lugging the cases along really slowed me down, one was for my clothes, the other was an empty case I brought just to fill with gifts, on the way it held my winter coat which I decided to wear today as it was quite cold. I waited at the station till 40 past, no sign of Yuka, I tried calling, no answer. I didn't know where she was and why she wasn't there or picking up, I was worried and kept trying to get in contact.

She eventually came running down the stairs of the station, tears in her eyes and holding a large back. She gave me a large hug and kept apologising for being late. We bought our tickets for the train to the airport then walked off to Mister Donut. We brought a load of donuts for the train, we had no time to sit and eat. Yuka also brought me a bag of my favourite donuts to bring home with me, the Honey Churuos.

We got back to the station and made it to the train just in time. The train ride to the airport seemed to go quick despite taking an hour, the whole time me and Yuka were holding hands, she later told me she still loved me



We got to the airport, had lots of time after checking so quickly brought some stuff at the shops to burn the last of my cash and then went to a nice cafe that over looked the departures terminal. The time at the cafe went to quickly, Yuka gave me the large bag she had brought, it was full of presents for me, all gift wrapped.



We left it late but I eventually had to go through security, leaving her behind. It was emotional and upsetting but I had to go. As we hugged and kissed for the last time, I put the note I had secretly wrote in her pocket without her noticing. I then went through security and Yuka went to wait for me at the window by the stairs.

Security decided to go through my gift case, it was very tightly packed, I was worried everything would spring out when it was opened. As my contents were taken out and placed aside, the woman checking my bag was commenting on the contents, "PIKMIN!! So cute!!" I was getting annoyed because it was taking ages to repack my bag, when I finished, I saw Yuka waiting at the window, she was pointing at her watch looking worried, I had just 10 minutes to get to the plane.

Waved to Yuka and had to run down the ramp to the plane. It wasn't the plane, it was a big que for passport cheques, I was stuck at the back and my plane was in 10 minutes! I managed to blag my way to the front of the line, got through and ran for the plane. Made it just as gates were closing!

Got on the plane and to my seat, I asked for an aisle seat because I hated climbing over people on the flight to Tokyo. To my surprise, the window seat next to me was empty! I took that instead getting a great view out the window. The flight home went quite fast, I watched a few films and fell asleep for 4 hours. The flight back always seems quicker. On the way back, I watched Forrest Gump for the first time, made me quite upset after everything that had happened.





I got back to London and didn't bother texting or calling anyone to say I had returned, I was really upset and just wanted to get home. It was cold and raining and the train was delayed. On the train the passengers were rude and kept knocking or trying to sit on my bags.

I got home and had to pretend everything was ok, be all high spirits and tell my family about my amazing time in Japan. They seemed to have a long list of questions for which I wasn't in the mood for. I made my excuses and just went to my room.