Touched down in Tokyo few hours ago. Trying to stay up and exhaust myself as long as possible so i can beat this jeglag faster.
Initial thoughts are:
Stuff here is small but I guess that was to be expected. Everything is wonderfully colored, not over-saturated but there is a delightfully well coloredness about the place. The way the lights bounce off of things is quite fitting of the things and places.
Getting from the airport to the apartment rental office was actually really easy. Biggest problem was getting out of the huge Shinjuku Station. I’m not sure what I expected but Tokyo is one of the most international cities I’ve been to so I’m not sure why I was so worried before I came out.
At least in Spain I had an understanding of Spanish and I could get around with my limited Spanish. My Japanese is non-existent and I won’t be focusing my efforts in trying to learn any so it’ll be a weird few months of not being able to understand anything. I’m going to be shamed by all the white Japanophiles out here.
Also on that topic, I’ve been thinking about identity a lot recently. Identity as a Taiwanese-American and what it means to be either of those separately and together. Then with that thrown into a different context of Asian-American will also be a strange.
Anyhow, I’m not sure how much longer I can stay up because I just roofied myself (took some zzzquil). I want to at least say hi to Alex but we’ll see……
Revived the travel blog.