Lost and Found in Japan – wallet edition

Japan is legendary when it comes to the probability of a lost item being returned. Lost and Found in Japan is its own subgenre at this point. Recently I had my second (but still very stressful) experience tracking down and recovering a lost item and lord knows if I didn’t recover that wallet I would have been in big trouble.

Lost and Found in Japan - wallet edition
Photo I took literally minutes before losing my wallet on this bus

I am used to injuring my wallet with endeavours like trying to join the Avengers or tossing a coin at a Witcher but losing it outright is still very rare for me. Fortunately, the outcome was positive (much like when I lost my rail pass in Nara).

Lost and Found in Japan - wallet edition
Lost and Found in Japan – wallet edition

While watching googly-eyed as the bus drove through a new area I moved to recently I rushed off the bus when it got to my stop leaving my wallet on the seat. It took me about 30 minutes to realize I didn’t have my wallet. After panicking I managed to get myself together, retrace steps, contact the bus company, walk across the city to their depot, and recover my wallet which a staff member recovered from a walk-in safe the size of my new apartment. Some paperwork and a dozen arigatougozaimases later my heart, sweat glands, and brain could rest. At one point I was thinking, that the next wallet I buy, must be able to be attached to my femur. Hopefully, this is my final entry in the Lost and Found in Japan logbook…?

8 thoughts on “Lost and Found in Japan – wallet edition

  1. So glad you were happy to not only get your wallet back, but quite quickly and with nothing missing. Bless all those in Japan who take care of others belongings when left about.

    Phew!

  2. Amazing. Let’s not tempt fate though. As I type I’m heading back to work today hoping my wallet is where I think I left it since I could not find it all evening and night. Gotta get me one of those trackers. On a related note, I got the funny NYC experience of leaving my iPhone on the seat of a bus. Jumped in Uber tracked the bus down caught up to it and the phone was sitting same place with every NYer typically deep in their own device and minding their own business. Whew!

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