A Canadian writer teaches English and finds out what it's like to be a foreigner.

Friday, August 31, 2007

Four Cloudy Days in the Land of the Rising Sun

I'm at Narita airport on a coin-operated Internet kiosk, with a pocket full of 100 yen coins from a purchase of Mentos (I forewent the Pocky, Black-Black or trusty Crunky) on a 1000 yen bill.

The Mentos are also in the pocket.

Don't worry they aren't touching.

Tokyo was intense. I can't imagine living in a city that size and functioning as a well-adjusted human being. That said, wandering around the Imperial Gardens or deep green Meiji-jingu in the light summer rain made it hard to fathom that I could be in the middle of the biggest metropolis on the planet without a soul in sight.

More tomorrow after I've recovered.

My feet hurt.


Jon Allen said...

Trust me Sam, Living here (Tokyo) is so much better than Seoul it's hard to know where to start !

(And I've only been here a week)

Sam said...

I totally believe you. I'm just not really a metropolis sort.