There is the myth that when you fly somewhere for long periods of time very quickly your soul becomes lost in transport and it takes a bit for it for to catch up to you. This idea would explain why I havent felt very whole in the past couple of days. I have felt like something was missing from myself. As I clomped to sight after sight, I wasnt inspired or moved all that much. Dont get me wrong, I live it here, and the sights are amazing. It has been hard for me to feel something for them. Like I mentioned in my last blog, there are places where you feel an instant connection to, it feels comfortable like an unrecongzied home. Japan doesnt feel like that yet. Maybe it is the language barrier, the heat, or the everydayness of getting lost but I feel confused and slow witted here. This is going away gradually. Just yesterday I found my way home using the public transit system. This sounds easier than it is. Remember no signs are in english, so I have to rely on maps and the little japanese I do know.
But just because I dont feel comfortable or at home here, doesnt mean I'm not enjoying myself.
Everyday is an adventure, with me at the head. Even mundane things like grocery shopping are very fun. Looking at all the diffrent things they have like amazing fresh fish and weird fruits.
I wish I could explain everything in detail, but its just so rich I cant. But I will be updating with pictures very soon!