Its only Tokyo
I had a full day of Kids Training today.
I hope I don’t have to teach children.
We went and had coffee in Shibuya afterwards and Patrick had two toasted Chicken Panini(s?) which made him a very happy boy.
I just finished a block of chocolate as I wrote those three lines, so now I am fully recovered and quite happy myself.
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I feel entirely comfortable in Tokyo and it seems that I have settled in immediately. Its great I don’t have to suffer any sort of culture shock, but it does seem a little like I am not appreciating everything as much as I should be.
I look back on the photos we take as I upload them and think they look great although I know that my photos don’t do any justice to the scene as it sits in real life… but don’t remember feeling particularly overawed, especially as I leave work each day.
The huge intersection at Hachiko station in Shibuya was my screensaver for months in Melbourne before we left for Tokyo… It was the image I liked best of all I saw of Japan. Now I see that intersection everyday out of my classrom window and walk across it twice a day a least. I don’t even notice it.
Why is it? Why don’t I get that feeling of excitement that I’m in Tokyo and everything is big and neon and weird?
Maybe when we go and see some more traditional areas I’ll realise we are somewhere special and pay a bit of attention.
I do love it here though, and we seem to still be living a pretty good life without much hard work. Despite the fact that I am working for what may be one of the worlds most uptight, rule focussed companies, my small mind has been so far fooled into thinking I am not an office drone by the fact that my working hours are so varied.
Patrick even did the vacuuming today. My life is good.
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