I started to get nervous that I would be asked to change my flight around midnight, but it worked out. I got home around 2am, packed for an hour before receiving comments and proofing a document around 3am and then killing time before leaving for the airport a few hours later. On the bright side, this helped nip any potential jet lag in the bud.
My connection was at SFO, where I cleared customs, but my suitcase got hung up and didn't make my connecting flight. Besides being overwhelmed by the ability to eavesdrop again (hello, English, I have missed you!) and how big everyone seemed to be, the thing I noticed the most was that people were looking at me. I kept thinking that I must have spilled some food on my clothes or something, but that wasn't it. There is just a lot more eye contact in the States and I'd forgotten about that at some point in the last seven months.
I made it home in time for brunch with a childhood friend and a family wedding that took place in the part of California where I grew up:
|Spoiled to have grown up in this place!|
When I first arrived in Tokyo, I worried that I would have a hard time getting back on the plane after my home leave. I'm happy to report that while I've certainly enjoyed a reunion with my family and little C and B (my dogs who have stayed behind in California), I don't feel any anxiety or sadness over the idea of heading back to Japan just yet. Instead, I am much more concerned about what will happen after my Tokyo assignment ends and it's time for me to come back to the States on a permanent basis.