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A few years ago, Lynnda and I were part of a trade mission to Japan. We were on our own until we connected with the rest of the group. On the train from Narita Airport to Tokyo Station, all announcements were in Japanese only. I noticed, “All the signs are in Japanese!” Lynnda commented, “We ARE in Japan.” “Yes, and I have no idea how to find our hotel.” Lynnda disappeared and returned in 10 minutes. “I found a lady who speaks English. Her husband is meeting her at the station. He can help us.” The woman’s husband took us from the fifth basement level of the ...