Home at last

To paraphrase from the last entry:
"I can't imagine anything exciting will happen". What a crock!

• We got confused about which tickets to buy at Frankfurt train station to get us to the airport, so we waited in line for half an hour at the information desk and were helped by a chap with the most stereotypical German accent you've ever heard.
  
• We ended up getting on the wrong train anyway!
  
• Our flight out of Frankfurt was delayed by two hours due, according to the sign, to 'ship rotation'. We still don't quite know what that means.
• The bottle of duty-free port that Owen purchased with his last Euros (only after being assured that it would not cause troubles with security, so long as it remained sealed in its bag) made it through security at Frankfurt with no troubles, but was not allowed onto the plane when we changed at Tokyo - apparently the Japanese airport security don't trust the German airport security (feel free to insert your own WWII joke here!). He was required to enter Japan (going through customs etc) in order to have it placed in the hold as checked baggage. Fortunately there were two others in the same situation, and a Japanese airport official was able to accompany them all through the process. It was exceedingly fortunate that, even with the two hour delay from Frankfurt, there was enough time to do this, otherwise the port would have gone the way of the vegemite, sunscreen, toothpaste and insect repellant.
  

That about wraps it up for this trip. Thank you all for reading and commenting, and a special mention must go to Adam, for his daily quotes.

Until OX fun times goes aborad again (don't hold your breath), it's sayonara, auf wiedersehen, tot ziens, au revoir and goodbye from Owen and Xavier.