Wandering an Incredible Life

I’m on the plane, in 2 hours I’ll land in Beijing, but I’m thinking of the country I’ve just left: Japan. I’ll miss it.

At last.

It has been a while since the last time I missed a place, leaving it. I haven’t missed Thailand, I haven’t missed Hong Kong, or Easter Island. All places to which I’ll probably go back one day, but there’s no hurry. To find the last time in which I was down while leaving a place, I surely have to go back to South America, some place on the coast of Chile, a few days before taking the flight from Santiago. I hadn’t written anything that day, but I had silently left a small piece of my heart in that continent of bright colors, warm smiles, and fascinating scents.

Then nothing more, until today.

I don’t exactly know what I’ll miss the most.

Maybe the atmosphere sober and sophisticated at the same time, the silence and cleanness of Tokyo’s subway, the good manners and kindness of people, that makes you feel like walking on your tiptoes.

Probably I’ll miss asking for direction to kind and helpful people who doesn’t know a word of English, letting them guide me silently, and exchanging huge smiles once at destination.

I could miss the big wooden temples, solid, sober, mighty. Or the small ones, silent, that you can find amongst Kyoto’s houses. Those that make you feel more spiritual.

Or the ridiculous craziness of Japanese people, that pay a lot of money just to be served drinks by teenagers dressed like cartoon’s waitresses, or dance Michael Jackson in work suit, on Friday night, totally drunk.

In all honesty, the most physical part of me will almost surely miss the beautiful slim girls, sophisticated and ridiculously sexy, those that make you feel like learning Japanese. And not only.

Someone said: “I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I’m with you.”

Here, maybe this is what I’ll miss. Here I’ve been more serene, more smiling, more social. I felt nicely good, without excesses.

Now I’m leaving, but I’m sure I’ll go back to Japan, sooner or later. In the meantime, I add a country to the list of places that I’ll miss.

At last.