I don't know- maybe it's the 4 or 5 cans of Japanese lager that are addling my brain as I type, or the fact that I just spent an evening taking part in one of Japan's favourite past-times, kareoke- or that I'm getting to meet more and more cool people; but today seems a world away from how I felt yesterday.
Even training today- which actually dealt with the business of teaching in Japanese schools left me feeling stimulated and motivated; aware that I have set myself quite a challenge in coming to teach in Japan, but stimulated and motivated nonetheless. I swing from extreme to extreme.
I feel like a puppy, like I've regressed somehow. I'm dependent on others being around to translate, to explain, to read things for me, to answer questions. As much as I feel a little frustrated at feeling so ignorant- at the same time I know I'm doing the best thing possible to beat that ignorance just by being here. So it's all good, baby....
Downtown Hiroshima at dusk
Finding something good to eat.
G from India, who is a honey- I've adopted her as my unofficial Japanese teacher, and Thomas from Maryland, US- a cheeky chappie who does a cockney English accent that makes me laugh.Bi-ru (bee-ru) o one-gai-shi-mas= I'll have a beer.
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