Adventures in Japan no. 29

“Hey, how are 'ya?”, he said like he's known me for years. “Do you play any instruments or sing?”, he asks me. “No, do you?”, I respond. We instantly struck up a conversation, not because we knew each other, but because we are two foreigners in Japan that happened to cross paths.

He'd come to the coffee shop to play, but the rest of his band didn't show up, so he was hanging around and chatting it up with the waitress.

As I was waiting for my coffee I learned more about this stranger then I know about many of my own friends – his wife is Japanese and he's been here for ages – doesn't get out much.

After a nice conversation with a friendly American man in Japan, and my coffee in hand, I set out ready to take on the rest of the night.