Just Another Interesting Anecdote, Isn't It? A couple of weeks ago, O. visited Tokyo, or technically the East, for the first time. I was very relieved when he told me that the journey was immensely enjoyable. O. is a very optimistic, adventurous, and out-going person by nature, so perhaps the horror of being surrounded by a graphic language like Japanese could be overcome easily. On the night before he flew back to Europe, we had dinner together. He told us an interesting anecdote that happened to him during his stay. On his first day in Japan, he was stopped by two policemen in Ueno station, who asked him for his passport. According to the immigration law in Japan, visitors to this country are obliged to take their passports or any other identification certificate that is legally equivalent. He said he had left it in the hostel. Then the policemen made some questions concerning about his visit and where he was going at the time. Then they realized O. was a traveler and his nationa...