Leaving Japan
I woke up at 4:50 am and did my daily routine. I had breakfast and finished packing. I left home just before 10 am. In the end, I did not talk to my dad for the entire three months. My mom shed some tears. I took a flight from Hiroshima to Incheon at 2:40 pm, with a layover in Incheon. I met Eri at Incheon Airport. She was quite late getting to the departure gate. I wondered if she had missed the flight. I slept during the flight. After the flight took off, Eri introduced me to a Russian man who was sitting next to her. He lives in Setagaya, Tokyo, and is married to a Japanese woman. They have a child. We talked while waiting in a long immigration line. He said that he worked at a bank located in Liechtenstein. Eri and I took a Grab taxi and arrived at the hotel I had booked. The room was much smaller and worse than I had expected. It was already 1:30 am, so we could not find any restaurants that were open. We walked to a convenience store to get some beer and food. We bought kimbap, but it was extremely disgusting. I fell asleep around 4:30 am local time in Vietnam.
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- Leaving Japan I woke up 4:50 am and I did daily routine. I had break fast and finished packing. I left home just before 10 am. In the end, I have not talk with dad for whole three months. My mom got some tears. I got an air plane at 2:40 pm toward from Hiroshima to Inchoen for transition. I met Eri at Inchoen airport. She was quite late to arrive depature gate. I wondered if she missed the flight. I was sleeping during flight. After took off the flight, Eri introduced me a Russian man who sat down next to her. He lives in Tokyo Setagaya and married with Japanese woman then have a child. We talked during in long que for oimmigration. He said that he worked at a bank located in Lichitenshutain. Eri and I took Grab taxi and reached a hotel where I booked. The room was much smaller and poorer than I expected. The time was being 1:30 am so no restrants was not found so we walked to a convenience store to get beer and food. We bought kimbap but it was extremly disgusting. I fell asleep around 4:30 am local time in Vietnam.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
