It's Akihabara right now.
An event that I want you to hear!
This is my miracle story that happened recently.
Actually, on the day of returning to Japan,
I missed the domestic flight from Los Angeles to Portland.
Tehehe. .. ..Teru!
But, XNUMX minutes before departure, I was able to get into the gate, but I couldn't get into the gate, so I flew to Portland with my luggage. .. ..
The next flight from Los Angeles to Portland is too late for the flight to Narita.
Moreover, the international ticket from Portland is an E-ticket (unchangeable), so it's cheap, but if you can't take that flight that day, you'll be out.
And two days later, the number of days that I can stay in the United States will exceed XNUMX days, so I will be illegally staying.
I have to go home the next day.
I did my best to ask at the ticket counter and call the airline company, but all the staff said, "The only way to get back to Japan is to buy a new ticket."
When I gave up and thought, "I paid a high study fee," I sighed and wore a gray aura and went to buy a ticket for XNUMX yen. .. .. .. ..
The staff there said, "Well, it's hard. I'll do something about it! Leave it to me!" And even though it was an international ticket for Northwest Airlines, a United Airlines person validated the ticket.
Impossible!I was moved by this and cried.
For the time being, I arrived in Portland by night flight and slept alone in a chaise lounge with my luggage at the airport overnight.
Feeling homeless for the first time. .. ..
And I was one day behind schedule, so
I suddenly changed my plan to stay in Tokyo until SBJ four days later without returning to Shimane prefecture, which was supposed to return on that day.
When I contacted my parents' house, it seems that Ride contacted me, so
When I called Ride from Narita Airport, I was instructed to go out to Tokyo as it was because there was a ride party tonight.
There, I suddenly met Ride's international rider, team manager, Aki Hiraoka, and a friend who was more than XNUMX years old!
And the third party was the club VANILA in Roppongi. It was a Saturday night, so it was so crowded that I couldn't walk!But I was surprised again!My old friend, who has been wanting to get in touch with me for the first time in 3 years, is walking in front of me!And reunion XNUMX!
It was a pretty miracle day.
Even if the conclusion seems to be really the worst,
Thanks to that, I had the experience of getting lucky that I wouldn't normally get.
If I hadn't missed the plane, everything wouldn't have happened.
I'm really grateful.
"Turn disaster into good fortune"
What you think is a disaster
In fact, I thought it might be for the best moments.
Really, there are many wonderful things to do when you are alive!
It was a gray aura at Portland Airport, but lol. .. ..
Life is the best!
