Nojima managed to move a few boxes around so I could put my bag on to floor and shimmy my way past the boxes to my bed. Anyway, my room was full of plastic Target Bird Golf balls and the odour being emitted from them was rather unpleasant. although his house, car, decor and clothing suggested otherwise. It’s too hard to explain now and may be elaborated on in subsequent posts.
It turns out, several years earlier, Mt Nojima had invented a golf game with a plastic golf ball attached to a shuttle cock called TARGET BIRD GOLF. He opened the door and the room was packed wall to wall and floor to ceiling with boxes. What the hell, Man! Mr Nojima showed me to my room. Pleasantries were exchanged and then Kondo said he had to go to a meeting. After a short drive we arrived at Mr Nojima’s house. He explained that they had met when he was designing "Love Hotels" and Nojima was building them. He announced that he was taking me to my “new house”.
The next morning Kondo-san woke me up and we had some breakfast.
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