Pakistani friend
I was a junior high school boy in 1960's. In May I went on a school excurtion trip to Kyoto. I was not interested in temples and shrines. I had an aunt living in Kyoto. I was happy when she visited me at a hotel in front of Kyoto Station. She gave me some Yatsuhashi as a souvenior and told me she was running a small hotel where many foreigners like Westerners and Asians lived. In August I got on a locomotive alone at Tokyo Station and headed for Kyoto to see my aunt again. At first I tried to talk to Elizabeth from England. But she was rather snobbish. In the meantime an Indonesian couple took me to Daimono-ji Burning. But I found it boring to talk with them, because they always referred to the atrocities of Japanese soldiers during the 2nd World War. On the other hand I liked talking with Haque-san from Pakistan, because he spoke good English. His apperance was somewhere between a European and an Asian. I thoght he was exotic. However my aunt was of the opnion that I kept a distan...