Waiting for the bus on a sunny day on a country road in Kyoto, we met some pupils waiting for the same bus. They were intrigued by us – me black and ‘exotic’ looking and my lovely companion pale and bearded. “Beautiful” were the words they used to describe me – very sweet and very flattering. They picked a pink flower from a nearby bush and gave it to my lovely companion to give to me.
Una bonita y tierna anécdota.