We decided to go back to Osaka just a few hours after leaving this city. So ridiculous, so tired, but it paid off.
Exhausted as I was, I couldn’t have a wink of sleep after arriving NWU Nara House. So I took a shower before three of us coming back to Osaka (just for fun haha).
I had to do nothing apart from following the two fellows and taking some photos along the way:
I don’t know why, but I also find beauty in something that’s ordinary. And below is a typical example:
Perhaps no one likes this photo =))
The landscape was so stunning that only naked eyes could savor. Everything seemed to chase my homesickness and weariness way. However, there was one thing that haunted me every second outside: I was bad at Japanese! And my companions were also incapable of using Japanese, which turned out to be a disaster for all of us!
Initially, we bought the tickets to Osaka in an automatic selling machine, but everything on the screen was written in Japanese. We sought in vain for help because the staff couldn’t understand English (and we couldn’t ask her in Japanese as well). Luckily, a schoolgirl came and she helped us to buy. Thank God! From then on, I knew the two phrases that were used most common when I was in Japan: “すみません” (Excuse me) and “ありがとう” (Thank you).
But it wasn’t the end of the story. We couldn’t figure out which train to get on, and the process of looking for help went on. Everyone looked like they were in a hurry, so the procedure seemed to be endless. There was a lady wearing Kimono appeared to be less busy. We decided to approach her with a very little (and simple) Japanese, asking for help. She was so gorgeous and welcoming, but she didn’t know English.
I could end this story here if she wasn’t so considerate and supportive. Despite the fact that we didn’t know the language that the others use, we managed to go through that hardship by employing high technology. This was so awesome! Thank you so much, Google Translate! I hope to contribute something to better this platform in the future, hahaha!!
What a coincidence when we all got on the same train. The lady kept quiet all the way (I think it’s their polite manner to keep silent on public transports) until she said goodbye and gave us some pies before getting off. So warm-hearted ❤ ❤
We could only say “どもう、ありがとうございました” (Thank you so much for what you’ve done) to express our hearfelt gratitude to the lady for her good deeds. I wish I had studied Japanese harder, so I could have been able to convey what was on my mind more.
Maybe she never knows there’s a kid writing about her simple act of kindness, but still, I always keep in my mind the good people that help me or brighten up my days.
Su (Hong Anh) had come to Osaka once before, so she was experienced enough to be our “exclusive tourguide” (and free tourguide, of course :)))
She led us to Dontombori, and I was so overwhelmed by how crowded it was! So many people walking on the street. I have kind of disfavor with bustling, so packed places tend to freak me out.
There were a lot of shops to buy souvenirs, cloths, and so on. I bought some gifts for my family. And we also came across some Vietnamese homies (yes, you don’t misread, I use the word “homies” for those strangers). Even though we were not so close, we didn’t know each other, but in this populous area far away from our home country, meeting someone whose origin is the same as ours is such a miracle for the new kids on the block!
They are from Middle or Southern part of Vietnam as I observed from their accent. We were so happy, taking turn to help each other taking photo. The girl even helped us to edit the photo for being of best quality, which was so kind of her ^^
And here is some photos I took in Dontombori:
I feel a bit pity when I accidentally delete the best picture of this giant wheel. I was standing in front of it on the opposite side of the canal and took a photo, but I didn’t know how I could unintentionally remove it @@
As there were so many people, I tried my best to avoid capture them in my photos. That’s why some of them looked so weird.
On that night, BTS had a live show in Osaka, and I was unable to attend *crying* I was almost forgot it, but a shop turned on BTS’s song (Make it right) and it suddenly reminded me of the tragic. I even filmed a video in which a disappointing fan walking hopelessly in the big crowded city where her fave artists were performing at the same time, listening to their songs =))
Due to the time limit, we had to go back to Nara a bit early to prepare for the next days’ schedule. And that’s almost all about our Osaka trip. I’ll be back with more amazing stories to tell!
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