This day was amazing. I packed all my things, drug my bags to the train station and rode downtown. Once there I went to a bus station, where I had a slip of paper the sweet Japanese brother had given me with instructions on what bus to board for my trip to the airport. I got my ticket, and made my way to the station to wait for the bus. While waiting, the husband and wife duo appeared out of no where to ensure that I got on the right bus, and that I was on my way. They are so sweet. I seriously almost cried as they pulled out a lunch they had packed for me, then spoke to the bus driver when he arrived so he would know where I should be going. They were so sweet. We couldn't talk to each other, but the man had memorized (and practiced, I'm sure) a phrase in English to wish me luck and send me on my way. They were such good people, and I couldn't help but pray gratefully for them to be blessed for their selfless service and interest they took in me and my well being.
The bus ride was a beautiful one, I loved passing the forests with all its amazing trees. These were trees like I had never seen before in America. These pictures simply do not do the scenery justice.
What a beautiful place. I hope someday to go back.
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