Eagerly awaiting Nick's return, we got up early in order to get the Narita Express that would deliver us to the airport for 9am. The carriage was packed and Emily did very well considering we were penned in to one seat for 70 minutes. She got a bit fed up for the last third of the journey and my nerves were fraying by the time we pulled in to the terminal. Nick's flight was half an hour late, so I took Emily up to the outdoor observation area on the top floor. We arrived just as the BA jet came in to land, so I was able to tell Emily that it was 'Daddy hikoki'.
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Although he had only been gone for 6 days, I felt quite choked up as we watched the plane taxi towards us. Emily had been allowed to bring Goki along for the outing, against my better judgement but in order to get her out on time and without a tantrum. When Nick came round the barrier her first reaction was to thrust her monkey at him then make her funny little face where she pushes out her jaw and bares her lower teeth.
I didn't want to bundle her straight onto another train, so we had a snack then hung around for an hour and let her loose in the terminal, where she had plenty of space to use up some energy. Even so, she was fed up quite quickly on the return leg, though obviously very happy to see her Daddy.
Back in the family home, Nick snatched a quick nap while Emily slept. By the time they were both up we didn't have much of an afternoon left so we just went up the hill to the local park for a while.
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There is still the odd chirrup of cicadas, but autumn must be here because as dusk fell I heard the mournful refrain of the yaki imo (hot sweet potato) seller for the first time in ages.
Needless to say, we went to bed nice and early.
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