After over 2 years in Tokyo, I am packed up with my trolley bag and hand luggage preparing for









the taxi, bus and 8 and half hour flight to Brisbane that lies ahead of me. The last couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of tying up things at work, packing, cleaning and farewell lunches, dinners & parties. I am going to miss so many things about Japan and life in Tokyo (walking everywhere, convenient everthing, midtown at our backdoor step, she-she parties, cabs, frequent wining and dining, phantom flush, common courtesies, sushi, ski season, food glorious food, onsens, plastic umbrella covers) but most of all I am going to miss my friends most of which I have had the pleasure of working with on a daily basis. To think no more trashy nights out in the pong with Honor May, or random karaoke sessions with the Bacon or turbulent nights with the usual suspects at Yellow followed by a melting pot of ramen/udon.