Hard Rock Cafe is in Roppongi, which is also where the offices of TGA (the relocation company) are situated. On the way to meet Drew for dinner, the kids and I stopped by TGA's offices to pick up a copy of the driver's handbook. Drew and I have been driving on an international license since we got the car, but our licenses are good for only a year (from the time we got them last November), so we will need to get a Japanese driver's license before they expire. Wish us luck! (I have a friend who's studying for the test right now, and I have a feeling we're going to need all the luck we can get.)
After dinner we decided to take a taxi home. Now, we haven't taken too many taxis, but there's been enough to have a reasonable sample of taxi drivers. Tonight, for the first time ever, we had a talkative driver. After I gave him our address, he complimented my Japanese, which probably meant it was not good. Then he proceeded to ask us lots of questions, in English, such as where we were from and how long we'd been in Tokyo. Turns out that 20 years ago, he spend 6 months traveling from north to south through the Americas.
No birthday gifts for Cooper this time, but later that night our family got a gift.
Gifts can be a big deal in Japan. Apparently, even the apartment management company sometimes feels the need to give a gift. About 9:00 that evening, our doorbell rang. There was somebody waiting with a package for us, and they had more to deliver throughout the building.
Our gift was a couple of jars of jam and a couple of boxes of tea. Here it is:
Why did the apartment management company feel the need to send a gift? They are about to start some renovations on the common areas of the building and wanted to apologize in advance for any inconvenience it might cause us.
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