Here are some pictures of places in Japan. This is Lydia's album, the girl I saw the boar with. She went all over Japan taking pictures of stuff ( Read more... )

Setting: 10:30 PM, Kyoto's 9th street, early January, J-HOPPERS hostel ( Read more... )

Lyle: One more thing I thought of. Many things here can be bought both in its intended packaging, and in foil packs of concentrate. An example: I bought my bottle of Febreze in the little spray bottle, as one normally would. So when the bottle is empty, instead of buying a new bottle, I just buy the foil pack and refill it. I save money, the ( Read more... )

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That last entry was uncharacteristic of me. Sorry. I think it's the cold.

My fingers are numb so it's hard to type properly. I apologize for mistakes. This place doesn't have central heating ( Read more... )

This is not a work of fiction in any sense ( Read more... )

Classes began today at middle schools across the prefecture. At my school, with the creative name "Tsuchiura 5th", the first week is used for the new Assistant English Teacher (AET) to make introductions, give short speeches, and do other things to endear the kids to him. The idea is that even if the students can not manage to learn a word of ( Read more... )

It was a brisk winter day in Kyoto. I had met up with Wilkie, Sarah, and Lydia that morning to explore the former capital of the Japanese empire. It turns out that while Europe was trying to remember how to take care of itself after the fall of the Roman Empire, Japan was buliding magnificent castles and temples, many of which stand to this day ( Read more... )

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Dreams of days yet to come My vision began to blur, and I collapsed on the floor of my apartment. Scenes and sounds of TV commercials, magazine covers, pop-up ads, and the other dross of modern society flashed in my head. After a few moments, the images began to slow down. I caught a glimpse of my 3rd birthday party ( Read more... )