The journey was arduous. The reward was worthwhile. We lost a day on the way over to Japan. We left on Sunday morning at 6:00 AM and arrived in Nagoya Japan on Monday evening about 7:00 PM. The Boeing 747 is a very comfortable airplane. This is our plane pulling into the gate in Nagoya as we were preparing to return to the U.S.
We saw some very exciting sites from the sky over Japan, as the sky was unusually clear for this time of year. Do you recognize the mountain in this picture? I think this is Mount Fuji (or a volcano that looks very similar).
Yamada-san and Chieko-san are the Relo Japan consultants assigned to assist us in our house-hunting search. Yamada-san showed us 12 properties, all in the first day. He was very patient with us and answered all our questions (even the really stupid ones).
Yamada-san's hard work paid off for us. We found a place we will be calling home for the next 3-years. Chieko-san helped us whittle down the choices by running us back and forth between our top 3 or 4 choices. They were both very knowledgeable and helpful.
We were still a bit jet-lagged and very tired, but we made it. See how fresh we look?
So, the next day we simply had to strike out on our own to see if we could locate the apartment by ourselves. The subway system in Nagoya is outstanding and we got within a ten minute walk of our new place. What we did not count on was the rain letting up and the sun popping out and 90 percent humidity.
Here we are (a bit drippy) in front of our new address in the Showa-ku neighborhood.
Below are pictures of the living-room, dining-room, the study (adjacent to the living-room) and the kitchen .


The apartment only has two bedrooms but 1,500 square feet makes it large by Nagoya standards.
The next day we had some free time to get familiar with the city. By now we were veterans and ready to discover all within our reach and limited time.
In order below: Nagoya sky-line, Denny's (they are everywhere, as are Circle-K, and 7-11), Nagoya City Science Museum, Osu Kannon Buddhist Temple, and Shirakwa Park.

We could not resist buying Japanese outfits for the grand kids. They loved their gifts and wore them to church today.