It was Sunday evening, the weekend was coming to end. I was sitting in front of Television set watching those usual boring programs. I was feeling like to go out for evening walk but my laziness prevented me from doing any action. I spent few minutes lying on the sofa pretending to watch the Television program. Then my wife called me, she was doing something in the terrace of our flat. I was irritated, my laziness protested to move and I respected it promptly. Finally my wife came to me hurriedly and took me to the terrace by literally pulling my hand. When I reached the terrace, I was silent for a moment. I took my camera and rushed to the top of our seven storey building. Would you like to find out why I was speechless?
It was late in the night according to local time when our flight landed on Narita airport. We were standing in the queue for immigration. "We are almost 2 hours late", my friend muttered. I saw in wall clock it was showing 11:30. "Now at least two hours to reach the apartment at Rokugoudote", I said to myself, a distance of approximately 65 kilo-meters. I was worried about the mode of transport, I was totally unaware of the fact that the taxi which was supposed to pick up us from Narita airport was already gone. Immigration officer demanded my passport and invitation letter then he looked at me and called his colleague, discussed something with him. His colleague then asked me whether anybody is accompanying me, after I pointed my finger to my friend both of us were told to wait in some waiting room. He did not ask us any single question or not even explanation for something. We were sitting there for almost half an hour like a statue, I was so tired that I was not...
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Thanks to your wife................ w/o whom I won't see these pics
wow! they are awesome ...
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