I'm an idiot. When I got to the ticket counter at O'Hare, I realized that I needed paper tickets for the second portion of my flight, Tokyo to Oita. And I hadn't picked them up the previous day like I was supposed to. No problem, I just hop in my car, and go to the travel agent.... oh wait, I dropped my car off. Nuts. Fortunately, a quick call
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