We live in a world where faces are illuminated by phone screens more than emotions
I was lucky enough to experience the most celebrated western holiday, Christmas, in Japan. I heard that the festive season was popular here, however, Christmas day was kind of a ‘couples thing,’ and my friends from the U.K. who had already experienced a Christmas here said it was weird and lonely and just didn’t feel the same. My reaction: DAMN what do I do!?
In August 2015, I did something scary, challenging and new. I climbed the 3,776 metres up Mount Fuji – also known as ‘Fuji-san’ in Japanese.
Kamakura is a city located in the Kanagawa prefecture south-west of Tokyo. Although it’s only 50 minutes away from Tokyo, you feel miles away in both distance and time, with no skyscrapers and bright lights in view.
Time is flying, I can’t believe we are in June already and I’m approaching just over two months of living in Japan. It’s getting warm here, and now that I’ve grasped a bit more knowledge, things are getting easier – apart from the job (but hey don’t get me started on that.)
I can’t believe that one month has passed since moving to Japan. For context, I’ve moved here to work as an English teacher. I decided to move to Japan first and foremost for the job, but also for personal experience of living in a completely different country, immersing myself in a new culture and of course, just what everyone in their 20s is searching for, an opportunity to travel.
I received this lovely gift from my friend who knows I’m mad about tea. It’s so pretty, packaged in a sleek neat box, which makes it feel extra special.