Me with my missionary friends.
You’d never expect to make missionary friends when in Japan. Friendship is pretty spontaneous when you travel and I’ve had my fair share.
The funniest thing about the whole interaction had to be us walking down the street. (There were 2 more who left early.) But imagine 7 gaijin foreigners walking down the street. 6 in shirt and tie and one Spiderman?! My escorts of course.