Or maybe they'll realise as soon as they see Japanese postcards with English stamps on them. Who knows.]
This is the view from our outpost. Do you remember it, Anya? I took the picture late last night; Ryunosuke made it into a postcard in about five minutes. He's a wizard with his Mac, I swear. I'm doing okay, just a bit nervous, that's all. Not long to go now. I'll be back soon. See you then - Nick.
I know you'll like this picture, Jean. The rescue vehicles finally arrived! I'll be back soon, maybe before this card. I can't believe how small the research centre looks.....strange to think I'll never go back, after all this time. But I'm dying to come home. Until then, your loving father.
Emiko, have you ever been to Kyushu? You'd love it here. The flowers and grass go on for hours, miles in every direction. They take you round on small wooden carts, old rickety things that clatter as they go. Maybe I'll take you here someday. See you soon - Nick.
David. They took this picture straight after the frost. It's already in all the papers.....I couldn't believe it, but I guess it is pretty. We were going back to the inn at the time. Got caught right in the middle of it. We hid underneath a bush to escapr the worst of the wind, but I swear we still nearly froze to death. Oh well. It's a story, I suppose. See you soon. Nick.
Hi Mikhail! See those trees on the front? They're Sakurajima fire trees. Burning hot to the touch! I think it developed as a defence machanism against squirrels. Pretty cool, but I wish I'd known about it beforehand. See you soon! Nick.
Jane, you can't imagine how I felt when I woke up here, with no memory of how or why I arrived. It's coming back to me now... I'm trying to feel angry, but I understand why you did it. I don't know when I'll be back. I don't really feel like leaving right now. One day. Nick.