Chapter 7: This is my Tokyo

OK, so my connection has gone from poor, to none. Usually I struggle to maintain a connection here, because like, well, I don’t know, but now I just plain can’t connect. For some reason this country doesn’t get along with the internet. They may have the most bizarre mobile technology and some amazing TV’s, but they could really careless about the internet. It’s a bit frustrating, really. I mean, I don’t even want to spend much time on the internet, but if I could just log on for a few minutes a day to read emails and post some photos, that would be wonderful. But I can’t even do that. I write this on Monday the 22nd of May, but hell if I know when it will be posted.

Outside of internet connections, and the fact that I would seriously murder someone for a clothes dryer (another thing I still don’t understand why this country lacks) everything is going quite well here. I’m meeting all sorts of cool locals, which is just something most teachers here don’t do. Most of the foreigners stick to each other. I think it’s quite annoying, and I’m already sick of seeing the same faces down at the gaijin bars. I don’t even bother going to them anymore. I’ll still run around with some of the other teachers a bit, but in general I mostly hang out with Japanese people now.

Some of the cool Japanese people I've met...the Hot Stuff gang, which is Kiwa, Asami, Masashi, and so forth. Actually normal people which is what I like the most, though they are all much older than me other than Asami who is 27. Yuka, a friend of my roomie Paul, she actually used to live in Bellingham a few years ago, so that's a cool connection. Keita, who is now my Tsukuba connection. Um, yeah, there are more, like the office girls Chie and Akiko, but they need to get out more. That's all I'll talk about for now. More elaborate stories to come, I'm sure.