The Italian Job

It was today, on March 23rd, that Dario left Japan, not to come back for another 8 months, which he's to spend in Italy for an important job. As understandable as that is, the underlying meaning would be that I wouldn't get to see him again before my own departure. Our last night out together was humble, but fun, and unfortunately went by much too fast. Though we had been on quite a few adventures together (Nokogiriyama, the Capsule Hotel, the Buddha of Ushiku all come to mind from the top of my head) there's no telling when we'll ever see each other again, so it was with a little regret and with a firm handshake that I said goodbye to Dario, one of my closest friends in Tokyo.