In my story will not be described sights in Japan, historical and architectural monuments that are certainly worthy of attention. I’ve lived in this country for eight months, and excitement enough, probably, on the whole book, but still about the most impressive …

Our plane landed in the early morning at Narita airport in Tokyo. For the first time I stepped on the land of another country. It was March 23, after the Moscow snow and wind, there was an unusually warm, the vast multitude of colors and clarity, which gave the impression that we are always in the room. It has never left me, and further, as everywhere was very quiet. I always thought that you can get out of this room to the street where the noise, the smell of machine intent upon your risk. But this did not happen, and while I was not accustomed to silent elevators, escalators, cars, I thought I was deaf.

We – the four dancers who came to work at a Japanese club, after a nine-hour flight, a little tired, but what is happening is so fascinated that the whole body was trembling inwardly, and sleep is certainly no one wanted. Met at the airport we were Japanese, who came to Russia to select dancers. We boarded a bus and went to another airport to fly to Osaka. In Osaka, we met the manager Hemeno-san. Planted on a bus and brought to the apartment where we had to live for six months. We met a Russian girl who arrived a few months earlier, and Phillip Kirkorov, singing from the speakers of the recorder. For some reason, then I was glad to hear it. Our apartment is buried in flowers, with these huge bouquets I had only seen on television. These bouquets left the previous girl after our last evening. The apartment was almost no furniture, but with air conditioning, laundry, TV, VCR, stereo, vacuum cleaner, iron, hair dryer and refrigerator, that is, living conditions were quite suitable, and probably a lot better than each of us in Russia. We rested the road and unpacking suitcases.

Everything that is happening to me was like a dream, but when we came to our manager and started to say something, I immediately woke up and realized that my boss talking to me in an unknown language to me. At me girl and then a long laugh, remembering how I long to explain something Hemeno-san in Russian, and he nodded his head emphatically. This I later realized that a Japanese politeness. Well, that at least one little girl understand Japanese, it is me and stopped in my monologue. So, the shock of what you do not understand, and you can not not help anything asked of you Japanese, was so great that all the girls for a month to learn Japanese language.

We lived in a pretty big city Sakai, where many shops, which often zahazhivali, even unnecessarily, just walk. Previously, I somehow missed a deaf ear to the phrase that a woman truly relaxing only in the store, but it was exactly the case. Imagine an ordinary Russian provincial girl who goes and some food, and clothing for the market, where, in addition, they can cheat, and a floor can send if you do something long choosing, which falls in the Japanese store. Clean, bright and spacious sales areas, where the music plays, the sellers all smiles, each buyer say “Welcome!”, No counters, and products you can consider an arbitrarily long time, alone and even if you did not choose, thank you anyway and invite more. If you bought something, then you will pack each of the items separately if you want, even gift wrap for free. All sellers will be shouting “godzaimas arigato,” which means, thanks.