My First Day/Night in Japan
I'm freakin' exhausted. But what have I got to complain about? I'm in a really nice hotel in Kurashiki, at least until I find an apartment. I have internet (thank goodness). I've tried to get a a hold of my mom, but I have no idea how the phones work. So I sent my mom an email, I'm writing this blog, and I'm watching a Japanese karaoke gameshow. Exciting. And Sam, that link you posted on my facebook wall, the guy at the end of the line, who doesn't want to get his balls slapped by that horrible contraption is on this show; thought you'd like to know.
So recap: I stayed up all night, Sunday night, packing my bags and then slept on a shuttle bus all the way to Atlanta. Then hopped a flight to Chicago, then a 13 hour flight to Osaka. Wow. 13 hours is a really really really long time to sit on your buttocks. I sat next to a Navy doctor named Javier Agraz. And of course, after 13 hours of nothing to do but talk and watch crappy movies, we were pretty much BFF. So shout out to ya Doc, who will be sailing all around East Asia and even Africa for two years. (He owes me a drink, and I better get it.)
After I arrived in Osaka, it was train time. So skipping boring details, I was invited by two middle-aged sisters and their mother to sit next to them on my first train. And they spoke practically no English, so it was naturally an interesting experience trying to communicate to them in Japanese. They were so wonderful and kind. I was really touched with how interested they were with me and that they invited me to sit with them.
So train, train, then finally I met Yumiko, who is a Japanese manager at the school I will be working with. I felt bad because she had been waiting for me for almost an hour, but we hopped another train, then met Yu-can't remember, another manager at the Agape English school. They are both so lovely and nice (both female btw). They took me to my hotel, where I am now. And amazingly, as I said good-night, Yumiko suggested that the three of us pray. Amazing! It was the last thing I was expecting. Yumiko prayed for us and for me, and I truly felt blessed; to have someone pray over me and my arrival.
Well, it has been a long day, and me very tired. I am going apartment hunting tommorrow, so wish me luck. Oyasuminasai (goodnight).
So recap: I stayed up all night, Sunday night, packing my bags and then slept on a shuttle bus all the way to Atlanta. Then hopped a flight to Chicago, then a 13 hour flight to Osaka. Wow. 13 hours is a really really really long time to sit on your buttocks. I sat next to a Navy doctor named Javier Agraz. And of course, after 13 hours of nothing to do but talk and watch crappy movies, we were pretty much BFF. So shout out to ya Doc, who will be sailing all around East Asia and even Africa for two years. (He owes me a drink, and I better get it.)
After I arrived in Osaka, it was train time. So skipping boring details, I was invited by two middle-aged sisters and their mother to sit next to them on my first train. And they spoke practically no English, so it was naturally an interesting experience trying to communicate to them in Japanese. They were so wonderful and kind. I was really touched with how interested they were with me and that they invited me to sit with them.
So train, train, then finally I met Yumiko, who is a Japanese manager at the school I will be working with. I felt bad because she had been waiting for me for almost an hour, but we hopped another train, then met Yu-can't remember, another manager at the Agape English school. They are both so lovely and nice (both female btw). They took me to my hotel, where I am now. And amazingly, as I said good-night, Yumiko suggested that the three of us pray. Amazing! It was the last thing I was expecting. Yumiko prayed for us and for me, and I truly felt blessed; to have someone pray over me and my arrival.
Well, it has been a long day, and me very tired. I am going apartment hunting tommorrow, so wish me luck. Oyasuminasai (goodnight).
posted by Wayne McLemore at 6:14 AM
2 Comments:
Your Wayneness,
I'll be checking up on this thing every now and then. So no slacking!
you got it mang...
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