Most of the tourists in Japan have shared the common experience of the “omotenashi”; the Japanese’s hospitality.
Some people are no longer used to these acts of kindness without any return. One day in the summer, I was in a restaurant with my clients of the day, I realize that I forgot my camera in a cemetery perched on a hillside 100 meters high. So I ride in the first taxi, and I tell the driver my story. First good surprise, the highest point of the cemetery was accessible by car, and the taxi driver offered to wait for me during my search.
I did twice the descent and the ascension there. When I came back to the taxi, he was not in the cab. I thought that he had to go to the bathroom so I turn back along the morning path. Ten minutes later I found my camera on a rock.
Once again, I came back to the taxi, there was still nobody. I looked around the surroundings and suddenly, I find my taxi driver at the bottom of the cemetery looking for my camera. It was so kind of him. I called him and made him stop near a vending machine and to offer refreshments. I bowed and thanked him for the hundredth time as the door closed automatically.