Flight day started around 7:40 with the Japanese hotel room blackout once again proving ultra effective.
Downstairs for another go at the Viking, this time we found ourselves back in the Camelia Room, where the spread was far more compact than our earlier visit, but just as extensive, if you catch my drift.
They'd moved us into the wedding reception room last time, and the options were somewhat more spread out.
As I made my any towards the fruit juice the tomato juice was again in evidence, along with the bottle of vodka and the handy batch of Tabasco. I refrained from the temptation to start the day with a Bloody Mary, opting instead for a dash of chilli in a common or garden tomato juice.
After two days attacking Japan's Number Three Breakfast Viking, I felt we were qualified to make a comparative assessment and, for mine, the Okura mightn't quite match the variety but definitely has the edge as far as quality is concerned.
Plus, of course, the possibility of a Bloody Mary should one be required.
We were back upstairs around nine-fifteen, and I was back in the lobby shortly thereafter, accessing the WiFi and filling in time before an eleven o'clock checkout.
We've got the final day routine down pat, with the transfer to Sannomiya followed by a trip out to Myodani on the subway.
That, in turn, melds into a foray into the shopping centre while Madam stocks up on things she can't buy in downtown Bowen. This can take anything up to an hour, and as long as I can bring the iPod into play while I take up a seat, I'm reasonably happy.
There's plenty of passing parade to watch, and the soundtrack is better than what gets delivered over the shopping mall PA. On this occasion, like every other time we've been out in public over the past fortnight the PA was ringing out the seasonal bells, and the iPod was a welcome variation.
The shopping process can take anything from thirty minutes to an hour and a bit and is followed by the taxi transfer into the high rise dormitory suburbs.
Once we're there, and the time of arrival varies so it has to be the first task, it's a case of straight into the rest owing and rearrangement of what we've been carrying, what's been recently added and what was dispatched to the suburban wilderness earlier on into the two bags that will be checked in once we get to the airport.
At this point, we need to pause for a consideration of the logistics of one of these trips, which explains a lot of detail I had thought was overly fussy but am increasingly inclined to view as totally necessary.