Writing from an airport in a travel blog feels odd. I'm required to specify from where I'm writing, and naturally then had to select, in order, Asia, Japan, Narita . . . . but that doesn't seem to describe this place. I feel embarassed now, like a traveler who shamefully counts the airport as a visited location. Airports are wonderful indeed - giant machine-cities, churning out travelers like fabrege factories, forever kinetic, forever static. Always alive in monotonous motion. Here in Narita I can feel myself getting closer to destination. Approximately 20 hours ago I said goodbye to my
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