Bonsai on a free day

Today was our free day. We could do what we want. It also was a time to relax from the classes. Hideki decided to come down and meet me from Kanazawa. It is a 2 1/2 hour ride on the high-speed train for him. Kojiro gave me a place to meet him at Yotsuya station. I was on time. We then went to Tokyo station and waited in the hotel lobby and Hideki came in. I had not seen him in 35 years. He is now a retired successful businessman. We both smiled and hugged. When I was placed in the family in 1967, He was my little brother. In 1983 he visited in Santa Fe. He told Mimi's mother that my visit to Japan had changed his life in a good way. This time at lunch he told me at length how happy we were to reconnect. Even though he knew my home, he did not know my address. I had sent them mail over the years, but I guess it did not go through. He lived in Singapore for a while, and several places in Spain in Latin America. For many years he was here in Tokyo. As he explained how important I was to his family, my emotions rose to a good level, even though tears came out of my eyes. In the morning we went to a bonsai museum. They had beautiful trees in small pots and somewhere more than 200 years old. In the afternoon we wandered around Asakusa. It is a busy area of tourist shops. We had an overcast day and they told me most of the tourists were from China. They took me to a fancy, elegant restaurant that served special Japanese dishes. I tried everything. My earlier lunch had been one of my favorites, Tonkatsu. Dinner was impressive for all three of us. I am now dry and did not drink anything, while they had several beers and sake. In the old days we got drunk together. We still have fun even though I'm drinking water now. Hideki was able to go back early on his high-speed train. I will stay with him for a few days in his hometown, and we will drive back to see the 300-year-old home that was my introduction to my family in Japan back in 1967. Hideki  told me that I still walk a strange way, swinging my arms behind me. It is fun what we remember. He was a 17-year-old high school student then, and I was a sophomore at college.