"They would still say no. It's tough to make the Australian team. It's always been that way."
"Do you think it should stay that way?"
"I will if I make it."
This created a silence. Finally Robinson spoke:
"I say, had a peck in at the massage parlor next door? Fabulous!"
In the morning I jogged a few miles. Outside the hotel I found Robinson changing shoes. He ran 100 yards down an alley, returned, sat down and began changing shoes again.
"Oh, no. It's just that to get these back into New Zealand without paying twice their value in duty, they have to be used."
Upstairs, I met Hikita-san coming from Frank's room. I looked in. Frank looked ludicrous in a flowing yukata and Ohbori shoes. He seemed dazed.
"They're perfect," he said.