It’s good to hear an alternate story to mine kenjikool.
And your comments fit in with all the reports on how wonderful Japan is that I have heard from others .
My time in Tokyo was only ever to be one night and, retrospectively, I should have made my own arrangements rather than trying to oblige someone else.
... and maybe the old guy I spoke about before, who shoved me was simply suffering from dementia or mysogyny rather than US xenophobia.
Still I asked the friend who claims to have company contacts this morning if he could find out the name ‘Enola Gay’ was chosen for the imaginary patient on purpose.
