Japan > Everywhere else
This is Japan in a nutshell. Forget all the crazy stuff with the weird tv programs and the cosplaying—that’s just the outer shell that gets attention because it’s unusual. This, this is the beauty of the country. I’ve had little grandmothers chase me down because I dropped my shinkansen tickets. In amusement parks, the attendants do their upmost to get lost items (usually cardigans or kids’ shoes) back to the owners—before the owners even realize they’d lost said item(s). I’ve had complete strangers not only give my thorough directions but have offered to drive me to the place I needed to go.
It is so, so, so hard to go back to the States after you get the J-treatment. I mean, Japan has its downside (“What is this madness you call pizza???”), but the general attitudes of everyone—even the so-called hardcore yankees (two of whom who, on a blazing summer day, helped me find one of my schools when I was heinously lost in the labyrinth that is the neighborhood in which said school is located)—is the epitome of the mindset that I wish everyone would adopt. Because yelling at people gets you nowhere. And being able to empathize with people kinda helps make this country a really nice place to live in.
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The first time I went to Japan when I was 13, I got separated from my family because my ticket wasn’t working, and they had already gotten past the gate while I was stuck behind, and broke. An old lady behind me took my hand, asked me to come with her, and bought me another ticket, the most expensive one there, and helped me back through the gate. Didn’t ask for any money back, just smiled and sent me back on my way, like a grandmother sending a child off to school. They really are very kind there.
omg they knew! but then they said they were joking. ahhhh. I’m so embarrassed. so, so, so much. can I just go in a corner and cry.
seeing my wife looking high - but I assure you, wasn’t! - after Lao Lang Xang dinner with the usual gang.
Just Dance was pretty great, even though not much action happened until after the CSI show I was forced to watch by my comrades.
Possibly my first non-traditional way of making a smore, but it was pretty decent. And then some music then Pulp Fiction.
and then omg. why. that could have been prevented, why didn’t I turn over sooner so I wouldn’t get wet? that water spilled all over the place.
well, that was extremely embarrassing.