Our hearty business traveler reports in from the luxurious Admiral's Club at Narita Airport in Tokyo. I think they should issue those commodore hats to everyone as they enter the club.

Watched Lost in Translation on the way over...very fitting. Excellent flick - you must check it out.

I am a giant over here. With freakish blonde hair and blue eyes.

There are some really loud Americans in here. One guy seems bent on letting everyone here know that A) he knows a lot of very important people and B) he has residences scattered across the USofA. I'm trying to look Canadian. Nobody hates Canadians.

Two hours until my junket to Hong Kong. What is a junket? How does that differ from a flight? Which is the flotsam and which is the jetsam?

Oh, here's a treat - he knows Craig Stadler. Plays golf with him all the time. At a course near his house in California.

It's 1:30 AM on Monday morning at home; here it's 4:30 in the afternoon. What's up with that? Can't we all just get along?

Apparently our American cousin played some college football. His voice is like a foghorn.

Already I miss the land of large portions and enormous drinks with ample ice.

KO