If you ever read any of my old IBJ columns, or have had any exposure to my sense of humor, you had to know that it was only a matter of time before I went haiku on you. After all, how could I possibly go to Japan, write a blog, and not at some point invoke the literary cliche and mangle a beautiful form of ancient poetry?
So with just a few minutes of internet time left here before heading off to Narita, I thought I'd capture a few moments from our trip in the traditional three metrical phrases of 5, 7, and 5 moras or on (syllables, in English).
China, then Japan;
New friends, ideas, prospects.
Mission: successful.
Always moving, he
Goes from meeting to meeting:
it's my man Mitch-san.
"One in a million."
Special here, but not so much
When you're in China.
Language barriers
can fall with patient efforts.
Translators help, too.
Eating adventures:
New tastes, smells and textures; but --
Food should not move, right?
Standing in gift shop,
calculating exchange rate.
Gotta yen for that?
Twelve days on the road.
Good reason to come home now:
No clean underwear.
We are wheels up from Narita in about 4 hours; should be on the ground in Indianapolis at 6:30 Wednesday night. See you all then.
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