I didn't get lost! Not even in LAX!! Or Tokyo-Haneda!!!!!
Having left home Tuesday March 12, I arrived in Tokyo early Thursday March 14. Time flies. While being reminded once again of how much I like Japanese restrooms (like food, restrooms say a lot about the culture and desirability of travel), I also tried to remember things like how to speak and think. It was a bit hard, especially because I was trying to do some of that in Japanese. Good news: I can say ‘good morning’. Bad news: once when greeted with ‘irasshaimashita’ I started to respond with the same phrase. Oops. Jetlag. Yeah.
Also to be blamed on jetlag (...) is how, after landing from a slightly delayed flight from Tokyo (do they not usually have rain?), I walked straight past the luggage claim and only realized it when I went through those doors, you know, the ones with big red ‘do not enter’ markings. However, having some wits (though I often doubt it) I had my luggage tags, so the poor attendant had to locate both 40lb bags and bring them to me. I felt bad.
I was met at the Komatsu airport by Ishimoto Masayuki, the founder of UFO Academy. He drove me home and we talked about Japan, myself, and the program. He explained to about the name for his organization: United Friendship Organization works to not only have English teachers, but to create an exchange whereby the teachers learn about Japanese culture and the Japanese learn their culture, and all parties benefit from cross-culture education. Of course, teaching English is a part of it, and there has to be money so people can live while enjoying the experience, but the main goal is for a healthy, open-minded environment.
“Knowledge begins by doubting. By doubting, we come to the question. By questioning we may come upon the answer.” - Peter Abelard
(or something. It's on my wall.)
So on my first day I was shown my apartment, and introduced to a few people: another English teacher Randy, who will be leaving next month; the official UFO English teacher (?) Yuka; the math teacher (?) Takeyuki; and Kasumi, or Okusan (the wife of Masayuki). Masayuki took me to a supermarket, to the city office (to officiate my residency card), and to a shop to get my inkan (stamp, which is used for signatures).
For the next year I will be living in this two-room apartment equipped with a futon, desk, vacuum, fan, two heaters, an air-conditioning unit, fridge, gas stovetop, microwave, microwave oven, rice-cooker, hot-water device, a table, chair, mirror sink, bathroom separate from the shower/bath, laundry machine, and a set of drawers in the extra bedroom. My room overlooks brown rice-fields and a string of bare cherry trees that may begin to blossom in a couple weeks (my view will be quite excellent at that point).
Pictures: (take 2 after my camera memory stick died. For no reason. At all.)
Extra bedroom and magic internet window (by which and only by which there is always internet):
Shower/bath. (Looks familiar, eh Mia?)
Bathroom! (I like the faucet filling up the tank. Convenient. But. Nowhere to set anything. Space efficient? Not so sure.)
Genkan -- entryway:
Mirror/sink thing and kitchen table:
Kitchen. Big. But not many places to set stuff.
Bedroom closets. (and pillow)
Bedroom window and fouton.
Bedroom desk. Balcony, but can't open for fear of bugs.
View out my bedroom window 1.
View out my bedroom window 2. The trees are cherry trees. Rice fields below. Lanterns strung between trees in preparation for festival.
I managed to eat something (croquets from the supermarket) and clean up a bit before being overcome by sleep around 6pm.
(will post more stuff when it's not bedtime.)