Half way there
And another day has gone by, making it a grand total of 8 already. This means I’m half way down my trip through Japan.
What does that mean? How does that make me feel? Actually, it makes me feel many things.
Generally, I’m just happy to be here and to experience and see many new things. So much so that I can say that I want to come back here again at some point. I don’t know when, but some time…
I’m here on vacation and although vacation is (and should be) hard work, I experience it as something pleasant and relaxing. I do have somewhat of a busy itinerary, but it’s a suggestive one: if I feel up to something, I go do it. If not, then.. I won’t. Simple. This feels very relaxing and good to me. Yes, busy and wearisome, but not hectic or stressful. The only things that are fixed are my stays and my flight.
But I’m not sure if I could live here. It’s not that Japanese culture is too different or even weird to me. No, but I do think I prefer that what I’m used to. But, by seeing the obvious differences between what I’m used to and the Japanese culture, causes me to appreciate both more, actually.
Besides this, I do miss certain things from home in particular. Space (living space), whole wheat bread, less packaging, less smoking, being able to communicate properly with most people (although, to be fair, this is something that I myself can fix), more green in the city, less kawaii things, my own bicycle and my skates, certain people.
And on the other hand again, there are some things that I will miss when I get back. Friendliness of the people (yes, really, there is a slight to moderate difference), over politeness (in the stores and such), the Japanese lingo, sushi available in supermarkets, that are open the entire day, and available on almost every street corner, Ċkonomiyaki (it’s a dish), driving on the left side of the road, certain people.
It’s really a shame that a personal teleporter has yet to be invented.