Today's date one year ago marks my flight from Tokyo Narita to London Heathrow on my way home to Tampa Florida. I left Ichikawa early-ish to catch the BA flight to London. The gang at the OMF Office and Guest Home wished me a safe journey from the front steps, as is traditional. (Yes Julie, this has happened many times in the same place.) Check in and shopping for a book and boarding all went without any memorable hitch. They did not confiscate my Alien Registration Card as they had in the past, but punched a hole in it and handed it back to me for a souvenir. The flight itself was not particularly memorable. I just know that I was happy that it was shorter than flying to the US.
On the other end of the flight I was met by dear friend Ruth M. who was my guide to London and surrounds. Once I understood that Clapham Junction was the center of the Universe, the British Rail system was a snap.