Today I had my last private class with my friend Tomoko. She has been like a mother to me in so many ways, and at other times my biggest critic. She is an adorable, small, fierce woman around the age of 55. We have been meeting every 2-3 weeks for 2 years now and I adore the time I spend with her. Today she demonstrated possibly the the biggest thing I will miss most about Japan. She asked how my move was going and I mentioned that my gas would be cut off the night before my departure, leaving me without a hot shower the day I leave Japan. Immediately she pulled out her calendar and asked what time my private taxi would be picking me up to whisk me off to the airport. I said "well about 9Am but my supervisor is inspecting my apartment at 8Am". She then told me she would pick me up at 6:20Am, take me to her home and allow me to have a hot shower. I must go early because her son must also get ready for work in the morning after me. I was obviously grateful for their hospitality. 

Then she called 5 minutes ago. She and her son who is currently living with her sat down and discussed the fact that I would be coming for a shower at her home on the 28th early in the morning. He has decided to get ready a little later and do his morning rituals in the kitchen sink so that I can sleep a little longer before my flight. It doesn't seem like much, of course you would alter your habit in the morning for someone else in need, but this is possibly the most amazing thing about Japan and their people. They would go out of their way to help you at the mere mention of discontent. No matter how small or big the issue may be it is as if they all have a magic wand to wave over any problem and POOF! it is solved. I choked back the tears as Tomoko then said she would cook a light breakfast for me before I set off. She didn't hear me sniffle because she was eagerly trying to download this new program I told her about called Skype and Gmail. Bless her. 

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