After a long day of packing up all our stuff in Nippori, and (at least partially) unpacking it again in Shin-Koiwa, we are too tired now for a detailed report. So for now just today's funny episode: The landlord of the Nippori apartment dropped by to check on the condition of the interiors, receive the keys and discuss some formalities while we were still packing and carrying boxes into the truck downstairs. We were just about to leave, when I went back upstairs to get some extra dust bags and found the landlord (who was still in the apartment) looking for his shoes. Like everyone else who enters a Japanese household, he had left them in the doorway, but they were nowhere to be found now. As it turns out, we had thrown them into a box together with our own shoes, and the box was already on the truck. Fortunately, the truck had not taken off yet, and the driver had a pretty good idea where he had placed the box in question. I suppose stealing your landlord's footwear and thereby trapping him inside of the room would have given him amble reason not to return our two month deposit.
I will send an email with our new postal address to everyone that needs to have it in the next few days. If you do not get this email, but think you should, that will almost certainly have been caused by my totally incomplete address book.




