I am a sore feather...
June 05[4:07 AM Iwaki Time]
It's quite surreal to be back here, in this incredibly small room, amongst people that I can barely understand, in a city that is 6000 miles away from home. I forgot how long the trip was out here...11 hour flight, plus two trains totalling another 3.5 hours and a 15-minute walk to my hotel with all my luggage; it can definitely make one a little tired. With the wait time at the airport and dealing with customs once you get out the trip from start to finish can take up to 18 hours. Crazy huh?
The flight wasn't too bad though, we had a tail wind, so it was 1.5 hours shorter than usual. There was a bit of turbulence, but not too bad. I only got dizzy if I was trying to read at the time. I haven't been afraid of flying lately as much as I used to. That paralyzing fear has kindof subsided, and not to sound all morbid or depressing or anything, but it's because during one of my flights, at one point a thought came into my head that, if this plane were to go down today, it wouldn't really matter, I would be okay with it...and that I wasn't afraid to die. I know, not the greatest way to get over one's fear of flying, but hey, that's just the thought that popped into my head. But since then, flying isn't so bad. Not to mention the great thing about international flights...unlimited Alcohol. I got my neighbor accross the aisle(who didn't drink) to ask for some extras, he he he
Anyway, I digress...I'm in Japan...again. A year and a half from the last time I was here. I forget how small this room is...goodness. Small is relative though, because at least I fit perfectly on the bed...I remember one of my coworkers, this white dude named Tom, had to sleep slanted, along the diagonal of the bed...that must have sucked, he he he. I definitely liked the weather back then though, cold. Right now it was overcast in the morning, but it heats up during the day, which means, it's even warmer inside, cuz they dont' do AC here. Blech. Speaking of work...it's crazy. I can't believe the long days we put in here...we got to the office at 7:15AM and left at 8PM. I'm glad I'm only here a week...sheesh. Feels like school though, everyone's dressed the same, we go to the cafeteria for lunch, and I'm stuck here til it's time to go home. No errands, no gym, no anything. I could not work here for an extended period of time...heck, just knowing I have to be here for a week is already taking it's toll on me(I said that already). A few people out here that used to be in our Torrance office want to take me out and get me drunk..but I'm gonna have to pass on that tonight...I'm not feeling too well, and I want to run in the morning. I have my GPS receiver w/ me, so at least I can get an accurate count of how far I'm running. Just 2 miles will be enough for me, I think.
Here's to a week of work, and a weekend of travel and adventure, and maybe the chance to meet up with old friends...
It's quite surreal to be back here, in this incredibly small room, amongst people that I can barely understand, in a city that is 6000 miles away from home. I forgot how long the trip was out here...11 hour flight, plus two trains totalling another 3.5 hours and a 15-minute walk to my hotel with all my luggage; it can definitely make one a little tired. With the wait time at the airport and dealing with customs once you get out the trip from start to finish can take up to 18 hours. Crazy huh?
The flight wasn't too bad though, we had a tail wind, so it was 1.5 hours shorter than usual. There was a bit of turbulence, but not too bad. I only got dizzy if I was trying to read at the time. I haven't been afraid of flying lately as much as I used to. That paralyzing fear has kindof subsided, and not to sound all morbid or depressing or anything, but it's because during one of my flights, at one point a thought came into my head that, if this plane were to go down today, it wouldn't really matter, I would be okay with it...and that I wasn't afraid to die. I know, not the greatest way to get over one's fear of flying, but hey, that's just the thought that popped into my head. But since then, flying isn't so bad. Not to mention the great thing about international flights...unlimited Alcohol. I got my neighbor accross the aisle(who didn't drink) to ask for some extras, he he he
Anyway, I digress...I'm in Japan...again. A year and a half from the last time I was here. I forget how small this room is...goodness. Small is relative though, because at least I fit perfectly on the bed...I remember one of my coworkers, this white dude named Tom, had to sleep slanted, along the diagonal of the bed...that must have sucked, he he he. I definitely liked the weather back then though, cold. Right now it was overcast in the morning, but it heats up during the day, which means, it's even warmer inside, cuz they dont' do AC here. Blech. Speaking of work...it's crazy. I can't believe the long days we put in here...we got to the office at 7:15AM and left at 8PM. I'm glad I'm only here a week...sheesh. Feels like school though, everyone's dressed the same, we go to the cafeteria for lunch, and I'm stuck here til it's time to go home. No errands, no gym, no anything. I could not work here for an extended period of time...heck, just knowing I have to be here for a week is already taking it's toll on me(I said that already). A few people out here that used to be in our Torrance office want to take me out and get me drunk..but I'm gonna have to pass on that tonight...I'm not feeling too well, and I want to run in the morning. I have my GPS receiver w/ me, so at least I can get an accurate count of how far I'm running. Just 2 miles will be enough for me, I think.
Here's to a week of work, and a weekend of travel and adventure, and maybe the chance to meet up with old friends...
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