Today we went to see Keio-san, probably the only Japanese running a Japanese restaurant in Shopping Mall.( All the rest are run by Koreans). A farewell dinner of sorts-I think after the arduous task of packing and moving, and seeing the net result of all the useless china she has bought over the years come home to roost, in terms of our total weight-and the out of pocket cost it is going to cost her ( Yes-her! I am not going to pay for being overweight by 500 pounds). We spent almost three hours with her-as more and more food came, barely half of which we paid for. It was her gift to us. The conversation was mostly in Japanese-refreshing but trying for me,as three years in Shopping Mall have atrophied my skills a little bit. I was able to keep up-but it was harder than it used to be. Nonetheless, I think it did the S.O good to speak to someone in her own language and whine about how lazy and indolent American movers are. ( They were not that bad-but they did not pack as efficiently as they could have-and they had some lax approaches to security of our stuff. They especially did not like me pointing it out to them, and refusing to sign security seals etc,till I spoke to their manager). Nonetheless we seem to have gotten about a lot heavier. And that is with me selling off all of my power tools. Which means she probably had acquired 1500+ excess pounds of useless china.
Now its clean up, and finish up, then on the plane. Two more days to the next Quantum Leap and Liberation Day!