The trip
was 6 days, the longest foreign vacation I’d ever had. I almost couldn’t
believe that I was about to leave this magnificent country where the streets
are always absolutely garbage-free, smoking restricted and the local residents
are kind and polite, to be back to a play where reality means racism.
Perhaps I’d already started to miss Japan
since I got back here, Malaysia. The cool, refreshing air, the messy crowd, the
famous venues I visited and the people’s politeness with ‘Sumimasen’ and ‘Arigatou’
not leaving their mouths from time to time. But I’ll do my really best to remember
this trip with the presence of several souvenirs and maple leaves I brought
back. I’ll remember everything all too well and I’ll have every part of memories
kept deep down in my abyss of recollection.
By,
Euan Thum.
By,
Euan Thum.

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