When you lose your passport in one of the hundreds of trains looping through Osaka and one of the 2.5 millions of people crossing through this station daily, returns it intact, 5 hours later, you just know I have a guardian angel up there.

Good things happen to good people!

If that would not have been enough of challenge for that day, I still made it to the class in the same evening!
Now you have the proof I am anything but a “normal” person.