Gomennasai!



So, yesterday I was in my office in the back of the house working while Crunchy Girl and Captain Awesome were occupied in the front of the house.  Crunchy Girl was watching TV in the living room while Captain Awesome played with his Beyblades on the floor across the room.  It was a quiet afternoon, and things were winding down for the day.

Or so I thought.

The next ten minutes played out as one of the funniest incidents of my life.  It went like this:

A white ten-passenger cargo van suddenly pulled up in front of our house.  We have a huge floor-to-ceiling picture window in the living room, and the jalousie windows on either side were wide open, so it was impossible for Crunchy Girl to not notice.

The doors of the van opened and the driver helped ten Japanese tourists out of the van, then unloaded a pile of suitcases, wheelie bags, and random travel items......and then he drove off.

Crunchy Girl watched as the Japanese talked amongst themselves and sorted their luggage, then walked up the sidewalk to our front door.  They paused to look at the house, the yard, and point at various plants and pieces of landscaping.  And, since the front window is a two-way window, they waved to Crunchy Girl and headed up the front steps, luggage in tow.  And then there was a knock on the door.

This is when Crunchy Girl raced back to my office in a panic.

She was attempting to tell me what was happening out there, but was startled and freaked out and not making much sense.  (Not that she could have explained it in a way that made any sense of the situation though.)  Halfway through her scattered thoughts, Captain Awesome walked in to the room looking dazed and confused.

"Ummmm, Mom?  Why are there a bunch of Japanese people in our yard taking pictures of our house?"

From my office in the back, I can look out the window and see our front porch.  

Sure enough, it was the stereotypical Japanese tourist scene.  There were about ten of them dressed in Japanese office/travel/everyday attire, mulling around the yard, posing for pictures while flashing the peace sign and grinning ear to ear.  It was surreal and crazy and I was trying to figure out my next move.

Before I could do anything, the white van came flying around the corner and came to a quick stop in front of our house.  

The driver hopped out and frantically shouted something in Japanese. 

Our new visitors paused and looked at each other in shock for a few seconds, scrambled to grab their belongings, then ran across the street and loaded into the van in 60 seconds flat.

And they were gone.

Obviously the van driver needs a better GPS.

Comments

Homefront Six said…
It gets funnier each time I read it.
caitlyn said…
I laughed so hard I have tears running down my face!!