Who needs gasoline?

So, I was supposed to take the shuttle from the Narita airport to the base.  However, my principal was coming to pick up his wife so he said he could pick me up as well. This is unexpected, but I go with it. I can get to know him and his wife a bit.

Everything is going fine, we are traveling about 60 miles an hour in what seems to be a car with a moped engine. I'm not kidding this little car worked its little heart out! As we begin our two hour journey Dave, my principal, mentions that he's not quite sure about how much gas we have. I didn't pay much attention because, I taking it all in.  I'm really thinking about how I already miss air conditioning, but I'm not too concerned.  We are driving along fine, passing Tokyo Disney (which you know does not do the real one justice), the Tokyo tower, etc.  Well as we approach the Hadena airport Dave starts to really worry about gas.  Apparently the light is blinking.  We get off the expressway at the airport, thinking there may be a gas station near there.  Why, I don't know, I can't recall seeing gas at any airport, but we try anyway.  Not too surprisingly, we don't find any gas.  We are starting to get a little more anxious, the moped has got good gas mileage but we are really testing the limits.  After driving around for about 30 minutes we pull up to and Eneos gas station.

Apparently in Japan most gas stations are full service.  They clean the windshields, check tires, and if necessary empty ashtrays.

Dave says welcome to Japan, I say - this is going on the blog!