Saturday, June 11, 2011
So Much to Learn (Part 1)
Having just returned from
, I’ve come to the conclusion that I have a lot to learn about the country and its wonderful people. I am amazed at the generosity shown to me when I needed help. Please let me explain. The night before departing Japan , I noticed my left knee was aching. By the time I boarded my flight, I couldn’t bend my knee. I thought I had twisted it in bed or something. The day was long and we had to drag around luggage onto planes, trains, and automobiles for 24 hours. By the time we had reached our final destination I knew my knee had something seriously wrong with it. Nonetheless, I was in Seattle and soon to be reunited with my beloved Tsukahara home. Japan
I’m not one to ask for help. If the problem was a maintenance issue, I would be the one to fix it. In this case, I had to swallow my pride and ask for as much help as possible. I could not read the writing on the pump or the heater. I couldn’t even tell the difference between a part number and a phone number. I was totally helpless. Erika helped tremendously by asking for help from the neighbor. I was beginning to understand how helpless Erika must have felt living in the
The tables had turned and I needed to rely on her for everything. Our neighbor was a lifesaver. She made phone calls to all over the place. The plumber had told us that to replace the pump and heater it would cost $ 8,000. After that shock, we were told that the parts were almost impossible to get since everything concerning housing materials were being sent up north to the tsunami disaster zone. In other words, we were stuck with a house that had no water or sewer. We could not stay in Tsukahara. My knee, water heater, and water pump were just the beginning of a memorable trip. Erika was upset because she purchased a house that was falling apart. She would now have to stay at her brother’s house while on vacation. Could things possibly get worse? U.S.