The year 2002 has come and I vowed that this year we would go abroad. After stopping at Mr. Umeyama’s place in Tokyo, I started my journey south again. I am aiming for Shimonoseki or Fukuoka in Yamaguchi.
In Kyoto I visited Mr. Okamura, whom I had met at Mr. Umeyama’s place. Okamura-san held out a sheet of paper to me and said
“I want to make your trip more interesting”
“What is it?”
I took the paper and read
“Shimonoseki to Busan, 24th March”
It was a ferry ticket from Shimonoseki to Busan, Korea.
I had been able to get to Okinawa by cargo ship, so I thought I would do the same overseas. The ticket was already dated and had already been prepared for me.
“It’s going to be interesting,”
I said, looking at the ticket.
“Are you sure?”
I asked to Mr.Okamura
“It’s on a certain date, so I’ll have to go.
I felt a mixture of sorry and happy.
Thank you very much.
I decided to take the ticket.
I’ll be able to go abroad now.
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