I’m sorry that I have not been properly updating here. By the time I get home every night, I am way too tired to remember everything! I guess I should pick up from my trip here, then…
I woke up early to get on the shuttle back to the airport, where I simply looked for the group of foreigners (aka non-Asian people) to figure out where we were supposed to meet. Everyone seemed pretty nice, and I particularly talked to one girl named Rose, from Thailand. Although she is learning English, her Japanese seemed to be better, so we chatted in Japanese on the bus to Kansai Gaidai, which was great practice!
When we finally arrived at the seminar houses, we got assigned to rooms and were able to take our things up: boys downstairs, girls upstairs. Just about everyone had two other roommates. I lucked out with two extremely sweet roommates: Jessika from Sweden, who will remain my roommate, and Yan from China, although she studies in Ohio, who will go on to do a homestay.
Since I can barely remember the details of this insane past week, I will tell you a few of the important things. The dorm is very nice, with Japanese style rooms complete with tatami mats and futons to sleep on (which are super comfortable, by the way). There is a kitchen, but we could only boil hot water on the gas stoves during orientation week; starting Monday we get to use the bowls and spoons and so on. The showers, you have to keep pushing the faucet for the water to come out, although it shoots out with a lot of pressure. It’s not that bad, but it definitely prevents you from taking long, indulgent showers.
There is a grocery store and the equivalent of The Dollar Store about 10 minutes walk from the houses, and we usually have to go everyday for food and other things we might need. I think once we figure out what food will last and a decent schedule, the grocery store trips will become fewer, lol. To get to school is a 20-30 minute walk with very busy traffic. There are also lots of bicycles on the sidewalks, so you have to always be on the look out not to get in anyone’s way, or to get hit.
Japanese roads are also one of life’s great mysteries. Street names? Nahhh. There aren’t such things as blocks either, really, just buildings that were lucky enough to not have a road running through them. I don’t feel like I’m exaggerating either… it really is quite confusing to walk these streets. Definitely a place where you have to watch your step.
My classes start on Monday, and I have 4 of them: Japanese Speaking, level 6B 5 days a week, Japanese Reading and Writing, level 6A 3 days a week (I don’t know if A is highest or D, but we’ll see), Intro to Japanese History 2 days a week, and The Body and Communication in Japan 2 days a week. I was struggling as to whether I should take another class to make it 17 hours, but I’m glad I decided not too. They told me 5 classes is really too much work when you should be getting out and experiencing the country, and that’s what I’m here for anyway. But I’m excited for some work. 🙂
My friend Manami, I found out, lives very close to this city, so tomorrow I think we will try to meet up. It will be so nice to see a familiar face! Until then, I will try to be a little more diligent about what is happening, now that things have settled down…
Oh, but before I go, here is a picture of my decked out phone:
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Those are purikura stickers on the front of me and some friends. Prepaid calling, but unlimited free texts and email. One of the few free things in Japan. 😉