This is from March 28th. I'll post it today, even though it's not current. I don't have anything current, but soon.
We arrived one week ago today. I think we’re mostly getting switched over to a 16-hour time difference. I’m sleeping through the night now, although come around the middle of the afternoon, I’m ready for bed again.
Tokushima is Japan. Everything I remember about Tokyo, with fewer people. The same type of buildings, the same restaurants, the same advertisements I can’t read. The difference comes in its surroundings. Where as I lived in the heart of Tokyo, and rarely saw greenery, Tokushima is at the base of Mount Bizan, and is surrounded by fields of vegetables. Most of the students’ families have either large gardens or farms. In the few days I’ve been at the school, I’ve received spinach, carrots, cabbage, and broccoli more than David and I could ever eat.
And then there’s the bicycle. I don’t cycle. Everyone who knows me knows I will walk for an hour to avoid cycling for 15 minutes. When that hour long walk is at night, even in a safe country, I am a little hesitant. Mainly because at 9:00 at night, I just want to be home in bed! So, I’ve been biking to work. And I’ve only fallen into one field (don’t worry, the field hadn’t been planted yet), and been the bane of only a dozen or so cars.
But, then, I’ve only biked to school twice. I am sure I’ll find many more people to run over as they days progress.