<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896</id><updated>2012-01-05T16:33:45.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsay in Japan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2602217297012415948</id><published>2010-08-28T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T18:52:56.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, no blog</title><content type='html'>This blog has been a bit dead (although I may be reviving some of my better posts for future projects), but I started a new blog that is centered in traveling stylishly, as well as other general travel tips that interest me. Be sure to subscribe! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stylish-traveler.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Stylish Traveler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2602217297012415948?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2602217297012415948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2602217297012415948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2602217297012415948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2602217297012415948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time, no blog'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3496773172639151098</id><published>2009-08-19T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:02:14.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>Hm I seem to have really neglected this thing huh? I have no idea who still reads this but I have an inkling at least 99% of my "followers" are also my friends on facebook so I almost feel redundant sharing stories on here these days. I decided I like to teach about my life visually, through photos I take . I think if you see what I saw you get a better idea of what it's like rather than me just blabbing about it in paragraph form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in case you are not a visual learner/not my friend on facebook/or just plain bored here is what has been going on with me lately in one lump sum...(and also because I have a weird disorder in that I fight the urge to go to bed every single night and instead stay up until all hours doing useless things):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now my countdown is actually closer to 2 months and 4 days or something (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not like I'm counting down the days or anything....&lt;/span&gt;). I bought my plane ticket home last week in fact. I got a great deal on it although I think it's going to be a ghetto flight. But I think it's better to assume the worst so I may be pleasantly surprised when it isn't so bad. Yes, I climbed Mt. Fuji. It was incredible. The sunrise was incredible. INCREDIBLE. Of course it was tiring but it wasn't as difficult or dangerous as the locals made it seem (but of course I am not surprised). Apparently an American and Japanese man died near the top a few days before we climbed it. It worried me until I got to the top and spent the whole time in the back of my head wondering how they managed to do that! If you haven't seen my Fuji pics please take a look, I refuse to be modest when I say they are awesome. However, Fuji was the last big thing I wanted to do/see in Japan so now I feel like I've done/seen everything that was important to me so I am more interested in just going out than planning trips and trying to "experience things" these days. Oh, well I actually still need to eat fugu (blowfish) although EVERYONE (foreigners and most Japanese) tells me it's expensive and tasteless, but hey I need the experience of "putting my life in danger for the sake of expensive tasteless potentially poisonous sashimi". Last week was a 9 day holiday and strangely I pretty much did nothing for it. I went out on the weekends, but during the week I sat home and vegged and IT WAS AWESOME. I needed that break. Work is making me feel like I was purchased rather than I am being paid but it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; having that "so busy the time flies by" effect so maybe it isn't the most horrible thing in the world after all.  I also have a 4 day weekend next month and might go back to Iki Island or at least just have some more fun. I'm even starting to make plans with friends back home for Halloween (oh yeah I am coming back Oct 25 in case you didn't know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting home last night and realizing how random my list of things I am excited to have again in the US is. Some of it includes cheap body lotion (small bottles of regular brand name lotion here cost around 6 dollars), going to a social gathering and knowing should I want to I can communicate with anyone, eyebrow waxing (they only do laser here), Target, and of course there is more but that's some of the random stuff I can think of off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok who am I kidding, I think anyone would miss Target.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3496773172639151098?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3496773172639151098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3496773172639151098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3496773172639151098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3496773172639151098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-so-see.html' title='Long time no see'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2213912352137317156</id><published>2009-07-23T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:02:53.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months!</title><content type='html'>Coming home in 3 months as of tomorrow (well technically today since it's 1 am here)! Seems like yesterday I was claiming 6 months left! I am getting excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one small detail-climbing Mt. Fuji this weekend. Nothing too big or anything... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2213912352137317156?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2213912352137317156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2213912352137317156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2213912352137317156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2213912352137317156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-months.html' title='3 months!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1904150767110986187</id><published>2009-07-03T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:05:49.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rent-a-dog</title><content type='html'>I have been really busy lately. One of my coworkers went back to the US last week, so we had a big farewell party for him all night long...and from this week I am much much much busier at work because I took over some of his classes/had new classes added so I'm teaching around 5-7 fifty minute classes a day (and don't forget all the prep time/other things I'm responsible for beyond teaching). Boo. It does make the time go by really fast though. Plus this time around I actually like 98% my students-best so far! Besides the work being busy thing, I have been going out a lot with friends and therefore when I am home and have time to do things like update this blog, or write an email I find myself preferring to lie on the couch and pretend I am brain dead for a bit instead--so don't take offense if it takes a while to hear from me. I'm listening to you though. And I will respond in my own due time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the purpose of this blog and the title...I am teaching a student last night and he starts telling me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: My family and I rented a dog this weekend and took it to my parent's--&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait, back up. You rented a dog? What?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yeah, we rented a dog for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Like a DVD?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yeah. Like that.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You can RENT pets???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he and his family "rent a pet" here and there because they can't actually keep a pet at their apartment. They rent this dog often because his daughter likes it a lot (just like a man may have a favorite escort).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I give high fives to the IDEA and CONCEPT...does anyone else have a slight problem with this? I mean...I think we are all aware how attached dogs/other pets can get...so this poor dog is kept in a cage or something at the pet rental shop, and is "checked out" for two days with a family where it plays in parks and gets scratched by the children, and then it is returned to be put back in a cage...until another family checks him out...etc etc. Talk about confusing the poor thing. Those dogs must be so depressed and anxious. I can't imagine how these animals feel with their environments changing every day. I feel really bad for them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if there is a rent a kid shop... PROBABLY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1904150767110986187?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1904150767110986187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1904150767110986187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1904150767110986187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1904150767110986187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/07/rent-dog.html' title='rent-a-dog'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6335537475135178253</id><published>2009-06-18T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:33:04.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Work</title><content type='html'>Last night as I was wandering aimlessly around my grocery store thinking absolutely nothing sounded good for dinner, I walked by the refrigerated "pizza" area and something caught my eye. So I spun around and found myself staring at it for a good minute thinking I was hallucinating. FLOUR TORTILLAS???? WHAT????? When I finally realized it was reality I snatched 5 packs (I am tempted to go back and get even more, who know how long they'll be there??) and made tacos last night. The whole way I walked home my mind was filled with endless possibilities--burritos, tostadas, quesadillas (although the cheese sucks but hey I've at least got a tortilla!), etc etc. It's a shame I am probably the only person in this area who will appreciate them, as on the cover for the packaging it shows a Japanese style hot dog and lettuce in it. SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6335537475135178253?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6335537475135178253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6335537475135178253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6335537475135178253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6335537475135178253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/06/miracle-work.html' title='Miracle Work'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1837596947615138306</id><published>2009-06-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:24:28.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>1. I am almost at the "4 month" mark...wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am planning on climbing Fuji-san with some of my coworkers the last weekend of July...meaning I should probably start training for it. I asked them where we could go "practice" around here and their response was---like we'd know anything about hiking! Haha should be interesting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that this month has just been really busy. Every weekend has been jammed full of different social things, and then of course work itself is kind of busy so that has basically been my month of June! I'm having a lot of fun lately though so it's all good =) The weather is quite nice for late June as well. It should be really humid and rainy but at the moment it is breezy and sunny (knock on wood).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1837596947615138306?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1837596947615138306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1837596947615138306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1837596947615138306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1837596947615138306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7158971106254999110</id><published>2009-05-24T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:15:05.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>until I am home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda seems like I was counting down 6 not very long ago. Time is flyyyyyying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7158971106254999110?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7158971106254999110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7158971106254999110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7158971106254999110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7158971106254999110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1655765925621209907</id><published>2009-05-12T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:06:24.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go back here:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SgmQJwlV0xI/AAAAAAAAGNc/Ldn6D6_gHt4/s1600-h/IMG_6879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SgmQJwlV0xI/AAAAAAAAGNc/Ldn6D6_gHt4/s400/IMG_6879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334953730931806994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SgmO_CozYZI/AAAAAAAAGNU/xpFiXYS_Nk4/s1600-h/IMG_7016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SgmO_CozYZI/AAAAAAAAGNU/xpFiXYS_Nk4/s400/IMG_7016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334952447287976338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you ever find yourself in Japan, PROMISE ME you will go to Yakushima. It is difficult to travel to as a foreigner without Japanese help, and kind of out of the way...but trust me, it is soooo worth it. Truly one of the best and most special places I have EVER visited...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1655765925621209907?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1655765925621209907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1655765925621209907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1655765925621209907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1655765925621209907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-to-go-back-here.html' title='I want to go back here:'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SgmQJwlV0xI/AAAAAAAAGNc/Ldn6D6_gHt4/s72-c/IMG_6879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7827147133948984574</id><published>2009-05-11T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T04:48:00.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random but moving</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my coworker and I were invited to a bbq party by one of our former students. This student is a really sweet lady who always gave me various gifts ranging from fresh basil from her garden to random magazine cutouts. I even have a drawer at work I nicknamed after her because of all the pointless stuff she would give me that I would then put in the drawer to be forgotten about for months. ANYWAY we went to her house and she had her daughter and some friends over. Nobody's English was too great, and she seemed to forget any of the English that I taught her haha, and my coworker speaks Japanese fluently, so at times I think my eyes might have glazed over a tad. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, long story short but I wound up having to spend the night at her house. At first I was really annoyed and almost angry that I was stranded there, just because I felt kind of uncomfortable imposing on someone I didn't know very well. But of course she was the hostess to end all hostessing and gave me an entire shopping bag full of random gifts (just like old times), which I probably will never keep or use, however I was a little excited she gave me a potted plant of mint. I have been wanting a plant for some reason. She made me breakfast (eggs and salad...don't ask sometimes Japanese breakfast's can be strange) as well as bout 4 different kinds of tea/coffee, found the one random old English movie she had saved on her DVR for me to watch, drove me back to the station and insisted on buying my ticket home. Very sweet woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the whole point of my post was when I was about to leave her house and she was standing behind me. Like I said, her English isn't very good, so I was surprised when I heard her say, "I respect you." I turned around kind of surprised and confused by what she meant. Then she went on to say, "I respect you for coming to a foreign country and choosing to live here. I can travel but I could never do what you are doing. I could never build a life in a foreign country. It is too difficult. I really respect you." It was almost in perfect English, and to be honest, I was kind of lost for words on how to respond. For that, it was worth the inconvenience of being stranded at her house for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found her statement so touching and it really hit home to me. Recently it has been feeling a bit difficult again to be over here. I think mainly because of the fact my "year" ended late April with me realizing I could have been home by now had I not extended. But even though I can't wait to go home, deep down in my heart I know extending for the extra 6 months was the right thing to do. The reason for that is still unknown to me, but it just feels right. But to be told that I am respected for choosing to live here and deal with the difficulties it brings was just what I needed to feel like this is the right thing for sure. I assume living anywhere but "home" is difficult, but to do it in an opposite country is beyond difficult. But, I think going through this is making me the person I want to be. I have already learned so much about myself and what I want and who I want to be this year. I know I am going to carry this experience I made for myself with me for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, perhaps that was a little sappy, but hey it's been a while =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in case you're wondering I only have 5 and a half months left in this mysterious, beautiful, confusing, frustrating country =) Something tells me the time is going to continue to fly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7827147133948984574?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7827147133948984574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7827147133948984574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7827147133948984574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7827147133948984574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-but-moving.html' title='Random but moving'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-5026348723029394368</id><published>2009-05-05T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:31:03.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best.Trip.Ever.</title><content type='html'>Well maybe not everrrr but it was a really really wonderful trip. But even though I have been home for almost 24 hours, I am still too tired to document everything so you will just have to wait to hear stories =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is certain, now that I have been to most of South Japan...the more south you go, the better and better it gets. It's a shame it is also the most skipped area when people travel here...but then again maybe it's better that it isn't so touristy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-5026348723029394368?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/5026348723029394368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=5026348723029394368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5026348723029394368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5026348723029394368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/05/besttripever.html' title='Best.Trip.Ever.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4846778051699966007</id><published>2009-04-26T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:43:29.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I opened the bathroom door and what did I see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SfR_-OXulpI/AAAAAAAAGM0/FjP-hZeekY4/s1600-h/Image188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SfR_-OXulpI/AAAAAAAAGM0/FjP-hZeekY4/s400/Image188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329024966072374930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drunk man passed out on the bathroom floor =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You should be saying this entry like the "Popcorn popping on the apricot tree" song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, those Japanese lushies! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Yeah I know, the handicapped in Japan get HUGE bathroom stalls. They even come with beds! Hm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4846778051699966007?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4846778051699966007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4846778051699966007&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4846778051699966007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4846778051699966007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-opened-subway-bathroom-door-and-what.html' title='I opened the bathroom door and what did I see?'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SfR_-OXulpI/AAAAAAAAGM0/FjP-hZeekY4/s72-c/Image188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7997728496860940084</id><published>2009-04-23T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:19:43.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Official 6 Month Mark</title><content type='html'>Yes that's right. In&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; exactly&lt;/span&gt; 6 months, my contract will be over!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways it seems quite far away, but in other ways I think it will fly by!--Until then I am really busy!!! Lots of fun things planned in-between =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7997728496860940084?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7997728496860940084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7997728496860940084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7997728496860940084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7997728496860940084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/04/official-6-month-mark.html' title='Official 6 Month Mark'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3243620279084312516</id><published>2009-04-16T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:13:47.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are a lover of alive sea creatures don't read any further</title><content type='html'>No, don't worry, I didn't eat whale again (it's gross).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some salary men I teach on Sat mornings asked me to go out with them tonight. We went to a place near the train station that is big on the fresh seafood. So I told them to order whatever since the entire menu was in kanji and I didn't feel like asking them to read every selection off. Anyway, lots of plates came forth, and one was a dish of beautifully plated squid sashimi (including dry ice coming out of a conch shell) that still had the body of the squid on it. But here is the twist--they told me it was still alive! I looked at it and realized sure enough, *he* was breathing. He was very fresh, and I did feel a little guilty, since he was basically watching me eat him. But then I pretended I didn't see him staring at me, and after we ate his sashimi, we sent him away and had the rest of him turned into tempura. He was very delicious. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound horrible...but that is just how it is done here! And of course, one more "interesting" food to add to my ever growing list =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3243620279084312516?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3243620279084312516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3243620279084312516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3243620279084312516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3243620279084312516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-are-lover-of-alive-sea-creatures.html' title='If you are a lover of alive sea creatures don&apos;t read any further'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1351819602685354393</id><published>2009-04-08T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:14:50.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy!</title><content type='html'>My parents had been staying with me since the 31st. They just left today =( We had a very jam-packed week together though!! Took quite a few trips, went to karaoke with friends (it's good to know they enjoyed it too!), and just had a nice time catching up. They are in love with Japan. But, they also admitted they would never want to live here. So true! Great country to travel around in...but living here...let's just say I never want to do it again hehe. However, I won't lie when I say it is nice to have a little more space in my tiny apt though! ;) I am also kind of exhausted from everything as well. Especially since the day before they came one of my best friends here left to go home so we had an all nighter right before, and then it was jam-packed busy (but fun busy) until today! I'll miss them, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially declared to my company I will not renew my contract again, so I will officially be returning home in October! Although in some ways 6 months seems like a ways to go...it kind of isn't huh? Plus I have so many plans up until then I am thinking it will fly by! For all you people who actually read this, I am way excited to see you! Let's start making plans =) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of this month I have yet another trip planned. Solo this time. Yakushima. Google it. I'm excited. It will be nice to "become one with nature" I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's about all I've got to say for now. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1351819602685354393?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1351819602685354393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1351819602685354393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1351819602685354393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1351819602685354393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-412845159165970745</id><published>2009-03-27T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:25:12.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>Ramblings:&lt;br /&gt;This has just been a fantastic week, and I don't think the amazingness is going to run short anytime soon! So far, THE CHERRY BLOSSOMS ARE HERE!!! =) They are just really gorgeous and a welcoming sign of spring and *temporary* warm/not humid weather! I had a "review" meeting with my manager and was a little nervous going in to it, as before I have been caught off guard with random complaints...but...she had nothing but good things to say about me!!! Not like it matters so much since I am not renewing again, but I work REALLY hard there, so it means a lot to know it is appreciated! My parents are now in Tokyo!! We will be reuinted on Sunday and already have a plethora of fun things planned (some they are not even aware of...like karaoke all night hehe) and so forth! I can't wait! My friend is leaving me though =( But we are having one last huge hurrah so it will be a lot of fun this weekend! And...some other smaller but fun things have happened as well ;). Yeah, it is good times over here!! In fact the only "downer" of the week was that I had to wake up at SIX IN THE MORNING (yes that is correct) today to hand out flyers at 7:30 am. And then I worked until 9:30 pm! So I was in zombie mode at work today. But then I went to a "cook your own" okinomyiaki (Japanese pancake thingy) restaurant after work with some coworkers and fun students so that is what has kept me awake until midnight typing away here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just wanted to announce that at 2 days past my "7 months left" mark, life isn't too shabby at the moment =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-412845159165970745?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/412845159165970745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=412845159165970745&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/412845159165970745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/412845159165970745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/03/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1676258124886945749</id><published>2009-03-19T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:18:25.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I totally just jinxed myself</title><content type='html'>Maybe what? 10 minutes?? after writing that last post it has started POURING.  =/ Well at least it is still warm and not humid! (Let's hope I did not just double jinx myself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1676258124886945749?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1676258124886945749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1676258124886945749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1676258124886945749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1676258124886945749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-i-totally-just-jinxed-myself.html' title='And I totally just jinxed myself'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7778437391743426340</id><published>2009-03-19T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:05:49.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And literally in the blink of an eye</title><content type='html'>Spring is officially here. Well I am 98% certain at least. When I said in the blink of an eye, I wasn't exaggerating. Last Saturday it was so cold it was slightly snowing a little. Then the following day it was a gorgeous, warm, clear blue sky day (the kind that makes you want to head straight to the beach). This entire week it has been so warm I haven't needed a jacket at all, not even at night. This morning when I walked to work I noticed an ENTIRE tree that was bare the previous day had magically COMPLETELY BLOOMED with gorgeous fragrant white flowers. Annd the cherry blossoms are beginning to bloom! =) Once again, as I sit here at 2am with my window wide open in a tank top, I am having a difficult time believing less than a week ago it was kind of snowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7778437391743426340?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7778437391743426340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7778437391743426340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7778437391743426340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7778437391743426340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-literally-in-blink-of-eye.html' title='And literally in the blink of an eye'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-8222723165611823885</id><published>2009-03-17T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:52:59.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am starting to get kind of spoiled</title><content type='html'>Like I said in a previous post, my coworker was gifted with this weekend getaway deal to a hot spring resort in the mountains. We went this past weekend, and it was really great! It was three of us girls, and a perfect quick getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to drive, so we rented a car and first headed to Mt. Aso, which is an active volcano area south of Fukuoka. The sights were really great, and the weather (still going!) was GREAT. Bright, clear, blue skies. So rare! It was funny because I and my other friend who is a foreigner as well thought Mt. Aso was just one volcano (based off pictures we have seen). Turns out it's an entire valley made up of mountains/volcanoes, and the "Mt. Aso" we thought it was was actually quite tiny and we almost missed spotting it while at the lookout point looking at the REAL volcano (smoke and all). We thought it was funny that a while back we were thinking about "climbing it"--ha. That whole area is renowned for its water and hot springs (where I went back in November), so after that we went to this stream area that was ranked in the top 100 best drinking waters of the world, or something like that? You could drink from the stream there. I got a little worried after I took a sip and this little old man came rushing out to us speaking Japanese, afraid he was telling us we drank out of the wrong stream and that the water I just ingested would give me cholera or something. But turned out he just wanted to show us how the water comes into the stream--through the ground, kind of cool, and take our pictures (even though they turned out incredibly blurry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed off to Mt. Kuju where our resort was. We were LITERALLY in the middle of nowhere. Like we drove through deserted fields, up a mountain, and there was our resort, and that was it. It was sunset at that time, and just strange to be so removed from everything else (after being in a large city for the past year). This was my first time since being in Japan staying somewhere actually posh and although I am proud of my ability to "rough it" when needed...it made me feel spoiled again. Yeah, it was a nice place =). And I got to sleep in a comfortable bed...which I haven't done since April 2, 2008, the last night I spent in my bed in CA! We had a six course dinner which included wagyu beef (what you consider "kobe" beef--a luxury), we reserved a private onsen (hot spring) that was outdoors, so we got to sit there and relax and gaze at the AMAZING stars. Then we went to the "public" onsen and hung out there for a bit longer. We decided to wake up around 6 to watch the sunrise, but we seemed to miss it. Oops. But we did go to another private onsen at 7am. At first I was thinking, "why oh why did we reserve it for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7 am?!&lt;/span&gt;" but maybe that is the best way to start your day ever? It had a sauna, massage chair, 3 different pools with different temperatures, robes, coffee, tea...it was so nice =). Then we had an amazing WESTERN breakfast (this place knew how to do "Western" well, I'll tell ya!). Then we had to go home =(. I didn't want to leave!! The drive back through Oita was really nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Can I just tell you how RIDICULOUSLY expensive it is to drive in Japan though?? To Aso (about one hour or so of a drive) it cost us 25 bucks on the highway, and on the way home through Oita (about two hours or so) it cost us around 35 bucks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;60 dollars&lt;/span&gt; to drive to places not very far away!! Robbery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am back to "normal life" for...about another week and a half until my parents come and spoil me even more!! Hahaha. =) Life isn't so shabby these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-8222723165611823885?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/8222723165611823885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=8222723165611823885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8222723165611823885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8222723165611823885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-starting-to-get-kind-of-spoiled.html' title='I am starting to get kind of spoiled'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1532607769273672584</id><published>2009-03-09T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:23:05.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday Weekend</title><content type='html'>Considering I went into it not expecting anything and not really making any plans I was really surprised and touched by my friends out here! If any of you people read this---thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started off with Sat night. Went to a yakitori (grilled meat on a stick-one of my favs) shop, then to this fantastic karaoke place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Here is something you need to know about karaoke here. It gets VERY expensive! You usually book a room for 2 hours and it's 2500 yen (~$25)...which doesn't sound bad at all, except karaoke is a time vacuum and it feels like 2 seconds later you are being told your time is up...so what do you do? Extend of course. And extend. And extend...until you walk out 4 hours later with a bill of around 50-60 bucks!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so back to my story. This karaoke place is a little less... "attractive" however, it only costs 2,800 yen all you can drink for FIVE HOURS. AND they have costumes!!! It was so much fun with our big group! Everyone was wearing a costume (there were even costume changes), and was really into it. So we did that until about 4 am. At that point we had been doing it for so long we were kind of out of songs to sing haha. So we went down the street to a bar we go to often and stayed there until around 5 am. Then I went home with my coworker and we stayed up even later talking until I realized it was 7:30 am and insisted we sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I woke up at 3pm, and headed off to my friend's do it yourself sushi party at 5pm. It was just really relaxed with a whole group of friends, and then they surprised me with a really cute cake and some gifts! Like I said, I was really touched! That party wound up lasting until about 11:30, then we headed off to do MORE karaoke (no costumes this time), then went back to my friends and played some  games....and then I went to sleep around 4 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my actual bday resting lol. But it was a really great time! However...this month is just getting started! SOOOO many fun things planned!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1532607769273672584?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1532607769273672584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1532607769273672584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1532607769273672584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1532607769273672584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/03/bday-weekend.html' title='Bday Weekend'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6379837113892178024</id><published>2009-03-03T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:24:22.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things must come to an end</title><content type='html'>Well only a good thing for me that is. In less than one month the yen has dropped 10 yen, and is now at 99 yen to the dollar, so pretty much equal. When I arrived it was 105...but in these past recent months it has been high at 89 to the dollar, making my bills back home discounted.......but now alas that is over and Japan is also attending the downfall of the economy. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if it gets worse as in January it was reported that Japanese export rates dropped &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46% (!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;. So we aren't doing so hot over here either. The economy is a global problem...maybe we can all become homeless due to bankruptcy and foreclosure, and resort to being a caveman world again using shells as currency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and my permanent straightening is wearing off too. =( Time for an appointment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6379837113892178024?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6379837113892178024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6379837113892178024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6379837113892178024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6379837113892178024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All good things must come to an end'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-8356332444322288108</id><published>2009-02-24T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:57:25.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're slowly becoming Japanese...</title><content type='html'>when you are constantly craving particular bento boxes (salmon+ rice + sweet potato + various pickled things mmm) and onigiri (rice balls) every day. AND you are now considering making your very own for lunch. AND AND you are considering buying one of those cute, tiny bento boxes with bright colors and a picture of a dancing panda on it to put your home made bento lunch in AND your very own cutesy-matchy chopsticks AND a matchy furoshiki (cloth to wrap the box in) AND, AND, AND... HM. But don't despair. I still don't walk around everywhere squeeling, "KAWAII!!!!!!" (cute) at everything I see. So therefore, I clearly have not fallen over to the dark side of super trendy obnoxious Japanese girls who put tease their hair into beehives and wear shorts in the snow to be fashionable... yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I am starting to wonder what my reverse culture shock will be like when I do finally return home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I am a little late seeing this, but here is a completely unrelated, hilarious, inappropriate video for you to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/15S0g8pG6HU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/15S0g8pG6HU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-8356332444322288108?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/8356332444322288108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=8356332444322288108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8356332444322288108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8356332444322288108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-know-youre-slowly-becoming-japanese.html' title='You know you&apos;re slowly becoming Japanese...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-365631786206769835</id><published>2009-02-17T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:21:28.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So....yeah...</title><content type='html'>Looks like I've got another little trip coming up in a month! My coworker was gifted generously by one of our students with this magical ticket that gives 4 people accommodation and a nice meal (I think, the ticket was in Japanese after all) to this little middle of no where mountain area in Oita at this nice ryokan (traditional Japanese hotel) and hot spring. This area is supposed to be pretty beautiful as my coworkers got very excited when told about it. Oita is located East of Fukuoka and is acclaimed for it's beautiful scenery and many many many hot springs. So yay for that. We were going to go over my bday weekend but one of our coworker's can't go then so we decided to go the following weekend--this all makes me somewhat relieved. I have been feeling a little down and ancy about my upcoming bday. I hate hate hate planning things for myself--for the past 4 years I have had a joint bday shin dig with one of my best best friend's ever who's bday is the day before mine-- so I was prepared to just sit this one out and let it *hopefully quickly* pass me by (24 is kinda a ho hum age anyway, right??). Yet, it still made me feel a little sad to spend my bday alone here in Jland. Therefore, even though it won't technically be over my bday anymore, it is nice to be doing something somewhat "birthday related" with good people. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my other point...the ticket is for 4 people and everyone at work is now invited which means it isn't free anymore, which means paying for part of it as well as the transport, etc etc. That totally isn't a big deal at all. But, I am starting to realize that perhaps I have been a little too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ambitious&lt;/span&gt; with this idea of taking a big trip when I finish up here. Because with these new plans, my parents coming soon, other places I wanna go here......saving is just not really an option any time soon! Maybe it is better to just do little things like this every month and enjoy myself more by indulging in local opportunities, and not be broke all the time (it's really starting to get old). Or....maybe I should just tighten my budget belt and be skint in order to save for the greater good of going somewhere totally different in the end? Advice? Suggestions? Right now I am leaning towards the 1st choice, but going somewhere else that is foreign, exotic, and just not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; is also tempting as I basically want to go EVERYWHERE now. Please tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: Would I be forgoing opportunities or creating them by not planning an extra trip later?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-365631786206769835?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/365631786206769835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=365631786206769835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/365631786206769835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/365631786206769835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/soyeah.html' title='So....yeah...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-160626470184542419</id><published>2009-02-14T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:19:20.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>OK, I'll actually be honest, but I really don't care much for the day (and that is not just because I am single haha). It's 95% commercial and sort of tacky. Japan makes it even WORSE because they over-commercialize EVERYTHING (yeah and you didn't think it was possible to top the US on such things) and...on Vday only GUYS get presents. The girls have to buy everything! True, on March 14 "White Day" comes around and the guys reciprocate but yeah I don't know about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Vday was actually yesterday (thank you future time zone), and it wasn't too shabby for a commericialized random holiday I don't actually really care to celebrate haha. Even though I am a girl some of my students gave me chocolates. One of them is this really cute old lady and I was touched because she gave me some really expensive ones. It is NOT a custom here to hug or touch people so I asked her if it was OK to hug her (since that's what I am used to doing when touched by a gift) and she didn't really seem to understand what I meant so I made an action to hug her and she cringed away from me like I was going to hit her....then ran away! Haha! Oh well, I tried. =) My friend had a little get together so about 8 of us had some drinks and food and then went out downtown. *At one of the bars we were at there was a "kissing" contest and it was just....absolutely disgusting. Disgusting kissing and realllllly disgusting looking drunk people. But of course I took pictures and videos. In case you were wondering, "Team Ass Crack" wound up winning. We dubbed them that because the girl was this huge ghastly looking thing who was humping her boyfriend(?) all over the stage with her ass crack hanging out the entire time. Classy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY if I were to use the good 5% of Vday, I would use it to express my love to people I care about! So, if you are my family or close friends reading this just know I love and think about you all very much and am very grateful for the constant support you always give me over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*How bitchy did that part of the paragraph sound??? Haha! I promise I'm not usually so much of a mean girl =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-160626470184542419?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/160626470184542419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=160626470184542419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/160626470184542419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/160626470184542419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1419680191028759553</id><published>2009-02-13T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T05:58:33.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Story</title><content type='html'>This week for one level's lesson we are covering reported speech using asked and told. I had a private lesson tonight, and to start it off I told him to stand up, put his hands on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;his face&lt;/span&gt;, etc etc and then after asked him to report back to me what I told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What did I say?&lt;br /&gt;Him: You told me to put my hands on my junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really sure how he got to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; from "face" but alright...&lt;br /&gt;I am 98% sure it was an honest, yet conveniently awkward and hilarious, mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1419680191028759553?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1419680191028759553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1419680191028759553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1419680191028759553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1419680191028759553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/true-story.html' title='True Story'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2079818732730123613</id><published>2009-02-10T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T09:00:29.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapporo (Hokkaido)</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm way too tired to tell you about it. I'll let my &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/Sapporo?feat=directlink"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However 4 points to make:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to go back!&lt;br /&gt;2. I got the best snowboarding package EVER! Round trip transportation to a great mountain/all day lift ticket/all day rental for 5,400 yen (around 60 dollars). You can't beat that! I was surprised since everything else in Japan seems to cost more than the States.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am clearly not cut out to live in the snow. It was fun for a while, but after almost slipping and killing myself 9897987979 times just walking somewhere got old reeeeeallly fast (although I never actually did fall thank goodness). It was still pretty though =).&lt;br /&gt;4. After eating the seafood/sushi there I may be ruined for life, as it was really THAT good. Usually when Japanese people go on and on about regional "famous" food I roll my eyes. Well they weren't bluffing about Hokkaido's seafood (as well as everything else that lovely region has to offer)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me if you want more details. 'Cuz I do have more believe it or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2079818732730123613?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2079818732730123613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2079818732730123613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2079818732730123613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2079818732730123613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/sapporo-hokkaido.html' title='Sapporo (Hokkaido)'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4761457100759343814</id><published>2009-02-07T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T05:48:43.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I teach business now</title><content type='html'>Before I run away to Hokkaido for the Sapporo Snow Festival and some snowboarding (!!!), I feel compelled to procrastinate my packing and share this with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once again pimped out to a company to teach a private English lesson to employees. I was pretty excited about this, as it is from 10-12 every Saturday which means two things: 1. I lost my really low level lesson I taught at 11 (although I did lose a great class as well @12), and 2. Since I will be working starting at 10 instead of 11...I get to go home an hour earlier than everyone else!! Score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the company for the first time this morning. It's really close to my work so it's convenient. Someone from our head office met me at the train station and walked me over for introductions. I got a little scared when we arrived. The last company I did this for was SUPER casual. When we arrived, we had to call the receptionist on this random black phone sitting all by itself in this giant entry in order for them to open the door, and then we were led to this sterile white room with black leather couches with nothing else at all, to wait for my students. So I sat there starting to wonder if this would be so great as it seemed really formal and strict and super "Japanese business work ethic" mode. To my surprise, in walked three 30 something year old men. Two were in casual clothes. The head office lady left (is it bad I don't even know her name?), and left me with them. I thought this week's lesson would be kind of stupid, as our head office planned it out so we would spend one hour doing "introductions" and then the next hour doing the first unit. Sounds fine right? Um..the first unit was how to do introductions (in a business situation...but STILL). LUCKILY these guys are really chill and hilarious. Their English is so-so but I loved how they would randomly crack up at each other trying to speak. Usually when Japanese people don't know how to do something they just shut up and act like statues.  So the two hours actually went by quite quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I quickly realized something. Let's see...I am teaching 3 businessmen who work for a large real estate loan company, and I am teaching them how to conduct business practices in English. Like I know anything about this! I mean I know how to make a killer introduction, and how to shake hands appropriately...but when they started asking specific "business talk" questions I found the BS just starting to flyyyy out of my mouth. That is one huge habit I have. I am asked a question I don't know the answer to and before I can even think of some good ways to postpone the question, a BS answer (could be right, could be wrong) comes out. I seem to always leave the students satisfied...but sometimes I find myself after class furrowing my brows unsure of what I just did to their lives with my answer. Ohhh the power I actually have as an English teacher! This company's future of conducting all their business in English kind of rests on 23 (almost 24!)-inexperienced-with business and life-me. Oh well, at least I have taught them how to make a killer first impresion, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK time to pack! I booked this trip soo long ago it still hasn't hit me I am flying out tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4761457100759343814?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4761457100759343814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4761457100759343814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4761457100759343814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4761457100759343814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-i-teach-business-now.html' title='So I teach business now'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-882482078232962897</id><published>2009-02-05T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:31:31.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawaii!!!!</title><content type='html'>(that means cute in Japanese btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-US&amp;amp;vid=c08544e7-2d7c-495c-acff-ffe19fc86f6f" target="_new" title="Dog Lives With a Leopard ... and a Piglet"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img4.catalog.video.msn.com/Image.aspx?uuid=c08544e7-2d7c-495c-acff-ffe19fc86f6f&amp;amp;w=112&amp;amp;h=84" border="0" alt="Dog Lives With a Leopard ... and a Piglet" width="112" height="84" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog Lives With a Leopard ... and a Piglet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-882482078232962897?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/882482078232962897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=882482078232962897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/882482078232962897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/882482078232962897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/kawaii.html' title='Kawaii!!!!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7622483869143778133</id><published>2009-02-03T09:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:21:56.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempt #2</title><content type='html'>= FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried just natto mixed in with rice this morning, trying to have a well balanced Japanese diet. It took me about 3 minutes to chew down each spoonful. After about 4 spoonfuls I started gagging. Earlier, I thought the disgusting texture was because of the raw egg--guess not! The texture is hard to describe. It's like eating boogers mixed with beans and spider webs and then puking it into a bowl, and then eating it again. I am pretty sure I was accurate with my description. The funny thing is, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taste &lt;/span&gt;isn't bad at all...it's just that damn texture! Funny how much of an influence texture has on us! Therefore, I decided I clearly wasn't fit to eat this foul stuff, so in the rubbish it went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a waste of  rice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I FINALLY found brown rice. Expensive but worth the find! You have noooo idea how hard it is to find whole grains here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student today pish poshed my use of raw egg previously and told me I must mix the natto with MAYONNAISE and eat it alone... no rice! I asked her, "JUST natto and mayonnaise?!" And she goes, "And soy sauce." Like, duhhhhh soy sauce makes everything delicious! DUH. I threw that suggestion away before her words finished leaving her mouth. My short relationship with natto is OVER. At least I gave it a fair go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER I had my friend Jenny over for dinner tonight (probably the influence to my British vocabulary usage in this blog, ha) and cooked a delicious dinner of Carolina shrimp and gravy over rice. It was delicious, Southern, and 100% non-Asian. I proved real food CAN be cooked in Japan! We ate it all. It took me all morning to de-vein the shrimp (for some reason I thought it would only take me like 15 minutes, ha!), but it was worth it! I was just so excited to find a good non-Asian recipe I could find all the ingredients for. It gets old seeing lots of delicious sounding recipes and reading the ingedient list going, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nevermind, no chance in hell I will find half these ingredients here!&lt;/span&gt; And, she brought me my Christmas gift from her that I left at her house ages ago. She brought me fresh gingerbread from this famous British shop and this mint cake thing made from pure mint and sugar when she went home to England for the holidays. Miraculously the gingerbread was still good after all this time haha. I had been dreaming about it since she presented me with the gift a few weeks ago. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is my story about food today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7622483869143778133?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7622483869143778133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7622483869143778133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7622483869143778133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7622483869143778133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/attempt-2.html' title='Attempt #2'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7220544739115868704</id><published>2009-02-02T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:51:01.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The grass is always greener on the other side</title><content type='html'>I am at the point of loathing the rain. The rain used to be a treat for me, as it never rains in Southern California. Well...that has all changed thanks to Japan! I am pretty sure since I have been here (April 4) there have been maybe *32 days of sunshine here, THAT is how much it rains! True, the country is gorgeous and green and lush due to all of this water, however it sure can be hard to appreciate when it is raining too hard to go anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand the rumor that Seattle has a high suicide rate because it really does get depressing (and also just a pain to get anything done!). Give me dry dead hills and fires anytime!...well maybe not. I think there just needs to be more of a balance. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Possible exaggeration &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7220544739115868704?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7220544739115868704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7220544739115868704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7220544739115868704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7220544739115868704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/grass-is-always-greener-on-other-side.html' title='The grass is always greener on the other side'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-5938606270616084065</id><published>2009-02-02T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:31:28.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my Ninnykins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SYctsdZsBFI/AAAAAAAAF9s/S8ESuwG0qLA/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SYctsdZsBFI/AAAAAAAAF9s/S8ESuwG0qLA/s400/DSC01385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298253728454542418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is my desktop background. Ninja looks so warm and cozy and happy, it makes me smile every time I turn on my computer. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a way he could be mailed to Japan...he doesn't seem to respond to my attempted skype sessions very well =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-5938606270616084065?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/5938606270616084065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=5938606270616084065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5938606270616084065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5938606270616084065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-my-ninnykins.html' title='I miss my Ninnykins'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SYctsdZsBFI/AAAAAAAAF9s/S8ESuwG0qLA/s72-c/DSC01385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-8781636163624797398</id><published>2009-02-01T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T08:42:40.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm about 15 years late I guess</title><content type='html'>I had some free time on my hands today so I decided to watch the newest Simpsons episode. The plot involved Lisa making this creepy friend who she invented an imaginary world with. I totally didn't get the reference so I looked it up online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a parody of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heavenly Creatures&lt;/span&gt;-in case you are missing this old pop culture reference (like me up until today)- that is an apparently iconic cult (lesbian?) movie made by Peter Jackson (Lord of the Rings) in 1994. I saw that one of my most favorite actresses, Kate Winslet, starred in it (maybe her first role?), and it sounded creepy. So, with my interest in creepy/scary films (I know, morbid right?) I decided to watch it. I will say it was incredibly disturbing. It is a true story about two over imaginative teenage girls in New Zealand who became friends and spent most of their time in la la land with an imaginary world they created thinking they were more special than anyone else, but the friendship was over the top intense, and it started becoming homosexual, and their parents became really concerned (especially since it was the 50s and homosexuality was a big no-no), and decided to send Kate Winslet's character to South Africa instead. The other girl's mother was a really sweet, humble housewife who was really concerned about the welfare of her daughter (a total outcast freak), and she was pro the separation as well. Anyway to make a long story short, the girls decide that the only way to be together is to kill her. So, they take her out for tea and act really sweet, the mother is rather chipper believing she is finally bonding with her daughter, they take a walk on a deserted path and start beating her with a brick. Watching the scene, knowing it was really realistic to the real story, of a girl bludgeoning her innocent, unsuspecting mother to death (according to Wikepedia it took 45 blows), and her friend willingly helping her, made me really sick to my stomach. Just knowing she was alive for most of it and aware her own daughter was killing her was really heartbreaking. The movie makes it kind of clear that the girls had romantisized the concept of the murder, not realizing how horrible it truly would be....but it was still incredibly disturbing. (The reason this movie is apparently so accurate to the true story is because the other girl kept diaries detailing every thought she had, and the movie actually quotes her exact words--so creepy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT the fact that has made me feel SO DISTURBED is after finishing the movie I was curious what happened to the girls, as the credits said they were released from prison in the 60s, and found out Kate Winslet's character actually went on to become a (still current!) best selling MURDER mystery novelist, going by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anne_Perry"&gt;Anne Perry&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know...it is just the fact this girl committed a cold-blooded murder, and is now making a living and being internationally praised for writing murder mysteries and not seeming to have much remorse (I watched an interview with her on youtube and she seems rather nonchalant about the whole thing) is just so unrepentant and creepy. (Oh yeah, and she is now Mormon?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am just really intrigued with the criminal mind! So that is my random, morbid two cents to get your Superbowl Sunday going! Haha! You're welcome! I don't know maybe you are all going, "Duh everyone knows this story!!"?? I guess this just happened a little before my time awareness wise (3rd grade). If not, I know I just spoiled the whole story for anyone who hasn't seen this, but actually knowing the story doesn't really affect the feeling the movie gives you. It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a brilliantly directed and acted film...and now I am just sitting here feeling uneasy. Haha. At least I didn't have creepy friendships like that growing up. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-8781636163624797398?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/8781636163624797398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=8781636163624797398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8781636163624797398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8781636163624797398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-about-15-years-late-i-guess.html' title='I&apos;m about 15 years late I guess'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7645918277015005416</id><published>2009-01-27T07:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:19:34.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 and cuisine feedback</title><content type='html'>I was skeptical about this new season...but I must admit it is really good so far. =) Jack Bauer is still such a badass. I &lt;3   him. He is my hero. However, I get frustrated watching this show sometimes when I take into consideration he has saved the country from 3 nuclear bombs and counting, deadly viruses, nerve gas, and so on (all remarkably each in 24 hours!), and also done time in a China torture prison for the country's screw up, and never once complained. Yet, no one ever trusts or believes him when he tells them something, and in fact tend to do the opposite of what he says just to show him "who's boss". I guess if they did listen though, the show would be called "12"...maybe even "3" =). It is kind of annoying watching this show week by week though as each episode ends with about a trazillion (is that even a number?) cliff hangers.  Overall, I recommend it to you if you've been skeptical about getting back into the commitment Jack Bauer requires of you. I don't blame you, it is more time consuming than appears (somehow in university I managed to catch up from Season 1-Season 6 in about the span of a few months...which is about 144 hours of TV if you take the "24 real time" thing literally...and somehow still slept, ate, and had a life. I am unsure how I did that either...but I was at the point of dreaming about it. Ok enough of me on a random and unnecessary rant about my ridiculous commitment to a fictional TV show and character in parenthesis!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would wake up early today (go me!) and try and be super Japanese by making myself a "traditional Japanese breakfast." This can include: rice, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Natto"&gt;natto&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raw egg&lt;/span&gt; mixed with soy sauce. A lot of people hate natto, because it is fermented soy beans and smells kind of weird/has a slimy texture (see link), but it doesn't bother me too much. It is also very very healthy for you. HOWEVER mixed with raw egg was just TOO much for me. Looking at the final product in the bowl, not to be too graphic, but it looked like I just puked up a bowl of snott mixed with some rice and soybeans. And..after a few forced bites, I was eating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raw egg&lt;/span&gt;.  I don't know what I was really expecting...maybe the heat of the rice would cook the egg or something? I don't know. In the garbage that went. And then I spent the next hour and a half dry heaving every time I thought about it. Tomorrow I am going to try it without the egg and see if that is any better, as the egg seemed the be the real deal breaker. Other elements of a Japanese breakfast can include miso soup, fish, pickled things, etc, um yeah basically the same exact things they eat for lunch and dinner =). I think it might be part of the secret to their skininess, so I want to experiment for a little with it, as the portions/food groups make sense as a good way to get the day started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner I had rich, spicy, delicious, HEAVY Indian curry and beer. Perhaps my day wasn't so balanced nutrition wise =). I did eat sushi for lunch though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7645918277015005416?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7645918277015005416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7645918277015005416&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7645918277015005416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7645918277015005416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/01/24-and-cuisine-feedback.html' title='24 and cuisine feedback'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4189935102467380857</id><published>2009-01-26T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:39:33.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow globe</title><content type='html'>So I know I have posted here before that it has snowed, but when I said snow, I meant snow falling from the sky lightly...that's it. Nothing sticking. In fact, it was almost kind of  a disappointing realization. Growing up in Southern California, I have never lived in the snow and I thought by living in Japan it would grant me that experience...to later find out in Kyushu (my region) it hardly snows. I was a little bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I was in for a real surprise! I was at work when one of my coworkers exclaimed something and pointed out one of our two windows (haha), and I was amazed to see what I thought kind of looked like the inside of a snow globe falling onto the ground.  I felt like a little child running to look out the window every free moment I got, haha. That kept up all day. By the time I got home I was amazed to see white everywhere and trees (I live next to a large, lovely park) covered in snow! For any of you who have lived in snow, I know I know nothing too big of a deal. However, for me this was quite an experience. I realized it was my first time being exposed to snow like this. The only other times I have been around that much snow fall is when I am on a chairlift on a mountain...never in a city! Whenever I've been to Utah/Mammoth, etc there has been small amounts of snow on the ground, but that's it! Anyway, it was very exciting on one hand, yet a little hard to deal with on the other as I was going out into town that evening and wasn't sure how to deal with it. Typical California girl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, fast forward to one day later and there is no evidence there ever was snow. Just back to the same old rain routine. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3JbZ8lZPI/AAAAAAAAF88/0XhJRXpBWac/s1600-h/IMG_5274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3JbZ8lZPI/AAAAAAAAF88/0XhJRXpBWac/s320/IMG_5274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295610209516217586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3J6kJHyjI/AAAAAAAAF9M/-F6wTV_DKj4/s1600-h/IMG_5289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3J6kJHyjI/AAAAAAAAF9M/-F6wTV_DKj4/s320/IMG_5289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295610744829102642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3J6Saiz4I/AAAAAAAAF9E/Sjk4pZ7tlD8/s1600-h/IMG_5287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3J6Saiz4I/AAAAAAAAF9E/Sjk4pZ7tlD8/s320/IMG_5287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295610740070338434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3J7GKz6BI/AAAAAAAAF9U/7kwEITUoxHc/s1600-h/IMG_5292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3J7GKz6BI/AAAAAAAAF9U/7kwEITUoxHc/s320/IMG_5292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295610753962993682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3J7OGzPiI/AAAAAAAAF9c/Qaahi7GizP0/s1600-h/IMG_5300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3J7OGzPiI/AAAAAAAAF9c/Qaahi7GizP0/s320/IMG_5300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295610756093656610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4189935102467380857?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4189935102467380857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4189935102467380857&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4189935102467380857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4189935102467380857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-globe.html' title='Snow globe'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SX3JbZ8lZPI/AAAAAAAAF88/0XhJRXpBWac/s72-c/IMG_5274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3304374903617755976</id><published>2009-01-20T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:03:06.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really funny day</title><content type='html'>Several random things happened at work today that had me laughing quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In one of my advanced classes tonight I only had two students and we were talking about rules and regulations, and somehow the conversation turned towards designated smoking areas. They commented that the areas are getting smaller and smaller. One student said she didn't care because she hates smoking. The other, an older businessman, didn't say anything, so I asked him if he smoked. He said, "I smoke...but not cigarettes. Mine are medical. They kind of look like cigarettes." And gave me a "you know what I mean" look. I was thinking to myself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG, wow did he just say that?&lt;/span&gt; The other student didn't get what he was saying so she asked him what he meant, and he said he carries it around with him in his man bag (every J man has one!) and pointed to it. I was like, "You carry it around with you???" And he goes, "Yeah, you want to see it?" And pulled out a pack of these weird medical cigarettes that are apparently good for your throat? I don't know but I almost fell off my chair laughing at myself and told him I thought he meant he smoked marijuana and then all three of us burst out laughing for a good deal of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Another university student told me in so many words or less that American Mormon missionaries came to his door and he talked to them for thirty minutes just so he could practice his English. He didn't really get the concept of a missionary, as most Japanese people don't due to hardly any religion here, so I tried to explain a little. I just thought it was kind of funny he talked to them just to practice English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My last class was about making apologies. Someone had made cards for the expansion to practice apologizing. I have a really bad habit of not always looking through them before the lesson, trusting they are fine to use. The tops of the stacks had things like "I drank all your coffee" and other yawn things, but I couldn't really be bothered to make any other cards so I figured they would do. Imagine my surprise 2 minutes into the expansion when I get questions from groups such as "What does 'sat on your hamster' mean?" or "Swallowed your goldfish?" My student asking me about those, after realizing what they meant went "WHAT? When does this happen??!" Jokingly I told him they were common situations and he goes, "Americans do weird things then!" I was on the verge of peeing in my pants from laughter as the lesson went on and I watched students apologizing for burning down eachother's homes, driving their cars off mountains, and vomiting on their shoes. To think I originally thought they would be boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3304374903617755976?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3304374903617755976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3304374903617755976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3304374903617755976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3304374903617755976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/01/really-funny-day.html' title='Really funny day'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7457016639072174757</id><published>2009-01-16T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:07:06.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"URASAI!"</title><content type='html'>I was told to shut up by a Japanese businessman on the train tonight. I was shocked. Like, eyes popping out of my head, jaw on the ground style. Not because I was told to shut up, but because it was by a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Japanese person&lt;/span&gt;. You have no idea how rare a moment like that is over here!! I felt like I just spotted an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arakan_Forest_Turtle"&gt;Arakan Forest Turtle&lt;/a&gt;. I almost wanted to take a picture with him to document it haha. It was truly a once in a lifetime experience. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, since it was Friday night, there is a 99.9% chance he was wasted, so I am not sure if it even counts or not. Speaking of drunk businessmen, it never gets old waiting in my neat, single file line on Friday night and observing completely smashed businessmen, bright red in the face, being practically carried by two or three of their friends.  It is even better when their friends decide to trust them a little and set them down...near the stairs...and the drunkies begin to sway back and forth at the top of the stairs until their friends realize what they just did, and proceed to carry them away somewhere. I have seen plenty of drunk people in my life so far, but these people tend to take the gold in that category (the chances of seeing lots of this increases by 600% if Friday happens to coincide with payday--most people in Japan including myself are paid on the same day). My favorite memory so far is when I was walking to a friend's house one night and passed by a man unconscious on the ground near the street.  At first I wondered if he was dead, but then I realized two people who were possibly his friends were standing nearby and looked rather calm AND there was a bottle of green tea near his hand so I figured it was all good. Passing out in the street is a popular sport here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW-I am officially declaring Sunday to be "correspondence day" so if you are one of the many that are on my large list of owed emails (yes I actually made a list I have been that slack offish), check your email sometime on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For the record I was not speaking very loudly on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7457016639072174757?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7457016639072174757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7457016639072174757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7457016639072174757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7457016639072174757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/01/urasai.html' title='&quot;URASAI!&quot;'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6873697032590126423</id><published>2009-01-14T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:40:59.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstacle Course</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I am going through the train station (usually in a mad dash to catch my train) I feel like I am going through an obstacle course made out of stupid, unobservant people. People will just dart in front of me and then STOP, making me have to swerve around them, and even then sometimes they will somehow magically continue to block my path. In front of the ticket gates people just stop and stare at the times blocking the gates. And then, while running up the (extremely steep and never ending) stairs to the actual train people take their dear sweet time going up, keeping that darn path blocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with this on almost a day to day basis has made me think I should invent a role playing video game. The mission is to catch your Japanese train. I envision it to be kind of like frogger. EXCEPT that sounds kind of boring huh? So maybe it should also be a little like Grand Theft Auto or something, and you can carry a *machine gun or other weapon of choice and take people out while you go. I know, it sounds violent and disturbing and you would never let your child play it, I am sure. But I think it has some potential =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, these are the thoughts that go on in my head when I have to deal with things like this too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*But no, I don't actually fantasize about killing Japanese people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6873697032590126423?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6873697032590126423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6873697032590126423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6873697032590126423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6873697032590126423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/01/obstacle-course.html' title='Obstacle Course'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-8417076725983594029</id><published>2009-01-09T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:27:40.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind of past the "half way" mark</title><content type='html'>So, I am in Japan for only around 9 more months now. No, that is not a typo. I really did use the word "only." Now that I am pretty much on the other side of the fence, rather than my end date seeming really far away, I am starting to think about all the things I still want to accomplish before I leave. I have a feeling the time is really going to fly by! On my way back from Korea I got a little sad realizing I wouldn't have another week off until May...but then I remembered how silly I was being! I am taking a 4 day weekend in ONE MONTH to Sapporo! Haha, silly me. Then I started thinking, and realized I pretty much have something great to look forward to almost every month that I am still here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb-Sapporo Snow Festival/snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;March-My bday...and possibly a small weekend trip snuck in somewhere&lt;br /&gt;April-The parents are coming!&lt;br /&gt;May-Golden Week holiday&lt;br /&gt;June-OK, nothing here&lt;br /&gt;July-Once again nothing so far&lt;br /&gt;August-Obon week holiday, hopefully climbing Mt. Fuji&lt;br /&gt;September-Another rare 4 day weekend...TBD what I will do with it!&lt;br /&gt;October-See ya Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Looking at it that way it seems rather short, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and I am supposed to be saving money through all this for backpacking after? Where that will happen I am unsure as well =) Probably where the June/July funds will go =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-8417076725983594029?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/8417076725983594029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=8417076725983594029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8417076725983594029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8417076725983594029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/01/kind-of-past-half-way-mark.html' title='Kind of past the &quot;half way&quot; mark'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-5318075159402949921</id><published>2009-01-04T20:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:15:45.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of my trip</title><content type='html'>I thought rather than telling a whole story, I would just list off things I did. If you want more details email me! Or better yet, go there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Made around an extra 200 dollars with the exchange rate in my favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wanted to eat about every 3 feet I walked because so much stuff looked so delicious (I came back to Japan and was like wahhh there is nothing to eat over here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Might I add everything was insanely cheap? 4-8 dollars for an entire table of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I really appreciated Seoul because it was a lot like Tokyo, except you could actually afford things there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Saw some palaces. One has a famous garden, but unfortunately since it is Winter everything was kind of dead haha. I also realized after going to these palaces that they look exactly like Japanese temples and I am templed out, so I couldn't do it anymore. Although I did go to one in Busan and saw monks praying so that was kind of cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I took a hike up this hill to this shrine and mountain that looked like a monk people pray at. It was kind of interesting. You could hear all this chanting from the hills. It was a very spiritual place. But I felt very out of place so I didn't stay for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to a Korean bathhouse a few times. I mean, we have these in Japan with the same exact services but for some reason I felt more adventurous to use them here. I also got scrubbed. And when I say scrubbed, an old fat Korean lady wearing only her underwear scrubs you down raw and then massages you. It was the epitome of one of those kinds of scenes in movies where the person is in pain. But my skin is soft and glowing now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I wanted to eat dog soup. I have a list of weird things I have eaten now and I really wanted to add that to it. But, I was told it smelled like wet dog. So the thought of sitting in a tiny dog soup shop smelling like wet dog, eating something that smelled and came from wet dog kind of made it lose its appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I did eat chicken ass though. Not on purpose. I went around the street food carts and this pushy lady made me sit at her cart and she said something about chicken so I thought sure why not. Then she gave me the plate and I took a bite and was like "Oh man this is not chicken!" I remembered a No Reservations: Seoul episode I saw where he eats chicken ass, and it was the exact same dish. So I thought, hey if Tony Bourdain can do it, so can I. It wasn't so bad, just kind of chewy. I had to act like I liked it anyway because she kept walking by to make sure I was enjoying her food. But after eating for maybe 10 minutes I was still eating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chicken ass&lt;/span&gt; so I pretended I had to be somewhere by pointing to my watch and looking apologetic so I wouldn't offend her, and took off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Saw some friends from school in Seoul. We kept going "who would have thought we would all be spending NYE 08-09 together in SEOUL??" So it was nice to see some friends and spend the holiday with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Seoul Tower on New Years day, which was maybe a huge mistake. My guidebook said it was a 10 min walk up the hill to get to the tower. I figured I'd save some money and take the walk. 1o min walk my ass! I basically climbed a mountain for 45 min!!! By the time I got up there it was a zoo. There were hundreds of people. I had to wait about an hour to go up to the tower and when I got up I was like "why did I do this? I could see this view from the hike up!" Oh well. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went snowboarding on Friday. That was probably my biggest adventure as I got some random directions to a resort from the internet. I had to take a random bus about 1.5 hours out of Seoul, get off at a random stop and take a taxi to the resort. I swear the driver never stopped at it! When he finally did make a stop, I noticed the bus stop had a sign saying MY stop was like 2 stops back! So I jumped off and he took off. Leaving me literally in the middle of no where Korea with no clue how to get back there. There was no bus schedule and like 2 restaurants, and THAT WAS IT. Also please note I don't speak Korean at all. I can barely pronounce thank you properly. I really had to pee so I went into a Chinese restaurant (one of the two) and asked for their bathroom. They gave me a key and pointed outside. I walked around and found a staircase and figured it was upstairs. I unlocked the door and found myself in the most bizarre house ever. Yes, it was his house. But it looked like squatters lived there. Cigarette butts on the floor, dirty blankets, no furniture, etc. I was like wtf. Where am I? I tried to find the bathroom as fast as possible but it was hard considering I opened weird doors that led to outside although it was the 2nd floor and there was no balcony! Just a drop! Finally I found the bathroom and got out. Haha it was so weird. But then I somehow got them to call me a taxi, with their limited English and my gestures. Then they were nice and made me tea while I waited. The snowboarding was good. There was actually no real snow in the mountains, SURPRISINGLY considering Seoul was like Siberia. -15 C the entire time! So it was man made. But it was good to get warmed up a little. I hadn't been in a few years, and I'll be going a few times here in Jland where there is supposed to be some very nice snow. And they blasted the Britney Spears Circus CD from all the chair lifts. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*However snowboarding made me very sore from using all those weird arm and leg muscles so even now I am kind of sore. But by the time I got to Busan I was just exhausted from the entire week and lugging around my heavy suitcase was murder. Everytime I saw a flight of stairs I wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I rode the train back with monks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I wish I could have seen more of Busan but I was too exhausted and got into town a little too late. Oh well, maybe another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I had a great time. I think it would be nice to go to Korea maybe in the Spring or Summer or early Fall to see more of the countryside. It was too cold to really do that this time, plus most stuff was dead anyway. Being in Korea made me realize how jaded I am living in Japan. For good and bad. Korea is much more internationalized than Japan, which I really appreciated. I was also surprised to see how much Christianity there is there. Tons and tons of churches. Just weird now to me because there is pretty much no religion in Japan. The people are also a lot more friendly. Many people would approach me and try to have conversations with me with their limited English, or go out of their way to help me even if I didn't ask for help and just looked confused or lost. That would NEVER happen in Japan. People don't approach you over here. I mean if you approach them they might help you (especially if they are employees somewhere) but it was a nice change! However on the other hand, the people are also a lot more rude. In Japan, everyone lines up in single file lines to get on a train. No pushing. Apologies if they brush up against you, etc. Um imagine my shock when I was shoved aside by this old shriveled up lady to get on the subway. My jaw dropped to the floor. This happened MANY times and by the end of the trip I had abandoned my Japanese politeness and found myself participating in their survival of the fittest mode, shoving my way out of a train, etc. Haha. So different! Japan is also much more clean. In Korea there was tons of trash everywhere on the ground.  There were also a lot of beggars. I felt very bad for them. They would lie on the pavement bowing, ashamed to show their face. In Japan there are no beggars so once again it was just a wake up to how jaded I have become in only 10 months! It is hard to decide what I prefer. Korea seemed more like America so it seemed more "normal" to me (they also drive on the right side of the road!). And Japan's insane politeness/safeness/cleanliness is almost alien, but I guess very appreciated in the same sense. I caught myself many times wandering around with my purse wide open, because in Japan it is totally fine to do that. In Korea it isn't necessarily any less safe but you do have to be a little more wary of being taken advantage of by taxi drivers, etc. However I don't know how much they can really take advantage of you considering it maybe only costs 10 dollars to go all the way across the city. So cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Korea was a fabulous trip and I recommend it to you! Maybe not as a single trip, but combined with another part of Asia totally worth it! I also cannot express how rewarding it is to travel to a foreign country alone. It really makes you feel great about yourself when you can navigate around a country where you don't really speak the language, and don't have many mishaps! It makes you feel like you can do anything! I have extreme wanderlust though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my pics. I edited them down a bit. But also got a little lazy so sorry if some are redundant! Also some might look a litte grainy. That's because I was taking them at night without a flash using a different light source from my camera because I think the flash can ruin what you're trying to focus on sometimes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/Korea?feat=directlink"&gt;Korea pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-5318075159402949921?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/5318075159402949921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=5318075159402949921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5318075159402949921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5318075159402949921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/01/highlights-of-my-trip.html' title='Highlights of my trip'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-33797716019749119</id><published>2009-01-04T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:55:05.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone should go to Korea!!</title><content type='html'>Well South at least, maybe not North so much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttt I am too tired to tell you why. I had a FANTASTIC trip though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-33797716019749119?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/33797716019749119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=33797716019749119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/33797716019749119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/33797716019749119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/01/everyone-should-go-to-korea.html' title='Everyone should go to Korea!!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-5528999490778441411</id><published>2008-12-27T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:03:53.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe</title><content type='html'>In less than 24 hours I'll be in Korea! This trip kind of snuck up on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-5528999490778441411?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/5528999490778441411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=5528999490778441411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5528999490778441411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5528999490778441411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-believe.html' title='I can&apos;t believe'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2689394785876916356</id><published>2008-12-25T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T07:41:53.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survived.</title><content type='html'>OK, it is midnight over here, so technically I have just survived my first time being away for the holidays (New Years doesn't count so much). Christmas wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too &lt;/span&gt;bad. I did work, but it was a really easy day. In fact I only had to teach one class! I also got some sweet Christmas cards from students with thoughtful messages about enjoying my lessons--those are the moments when your hard work feels paid off. After work I went with some coworkers to a "Spanish" restaurant downtown to eat some "Mexican" food. It actually wasn't too bad (or maybe my standards have just reached desperation regarding that kind of cuisine). But anyway, it was nice to sit in that kind of atmosphere and eat something that wasn't Japanese food for a change. However, I have learned my lesson regarding ordering margaritas over here. Last time a friend ordered one, she got about 1 oz worth of clear liquid and paid about ten dollars for it. I took a leap of faith and ordered one tonight. It was brought out to me in a martini glass about the size of a shot glass, almost clear. I thought-that better be 80% Patron for the 700 yen I am paying! But alas, it was weak. Oh well. Live and learn. It's a much smarter idea to just stick with a beer at these kinds of "novelty" places, otherwise you can wind up a bit disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can I just say one thing? My coworker told me, "Just wait. Go outside on the 26th and EVERYTHING will be gone. Christmas will not exist." I thought he was exaggerating. We were walking to the restaurant around 9:30 on CHRISTMAS NIGHT and there were tons and tons of workers in cranes removing EVERYTHING. Lights on trees, decorations, etc. I wanted to be like NOOO at least wait until Christmas is actually over???? By the time we finished eating maybe 70% of the stuff in that area was GONE. Figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have Saturday night to look forward to. The start of my winter holiday as well as our staff's bonenkai (end of year work party). It will include a 2 hour course meal and we are booked for about 5 hours of karaoke at a place that has COSTUMES!! --You might be going WOW FIVE HOURS, REALLY??!! But trust me, karaoke is a time vacuum. The time goes sooooo fast there, that is actually a great amount of time if you like singing, or are a mic hog like me. It's a good idea to book for that long because you get a special deal with all you can drink for a good price. Otherwise if you book for just two hours and then extend your time (which you ALWAYS wind up doing, because you know, you added all those songs you want to sing!), it can get very expensive hourly-- usually you go in with a 2,000 yen/person deal and come out with a 7,000 yen/person bill. Eeek. It is also important to do something entertaining like singing and dancing the night away while waiting for the first train to run. Sitting at a bar can get boring and sleepy after so long--And um...costumes!!!! Need I say more?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY I hope everyone's Christmas is fantastic (as you have just only BEGUN the day). But I bet it will be even MORE fantastic when I am home next year! He he he. Joking!&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not THAT full of myself) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2689394785876916356?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2689394785876916356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2689394785876916356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2689394785876916356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2689394785876916356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/survived.html' title='Survived.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-5076335559022217814</id><published>2008-12-23T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:05:22.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From me to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-53b92054a36946ac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53b92054a36946ac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331498119%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44D9552789646D535A909D4516436A0FBD867494.3770872F8E597E57C9C6D1EB4967F589C49BB07D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53b92054a36946ac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlKtgR33fRaECRgwAMhGIfhnIi9g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53b92054a36946ac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331498119%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44D9552789646D535A909D4516436A0FBD867494.3770872F8E597E57C9C6D1EB4967F589C49BB07D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53b92054a36946ac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlKtgR33fRaECRgwAMhGIfhnIi9g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps-I am not naked in this, my shirt color just kind of blends in with my skin, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-5076335559022217814?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=53b92054a36946ac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/5076335559022217814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=5076335559022217814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5076335559022217814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5076335559022217814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-me-to-you.html' title='From me to you'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-9217745997064619199</id><published>2008-12-22T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:00:43.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day!</title><content type='html'>I had a really great day today. So, you get a story with pictures this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coworker had a friend visiting her from up North, so she wanted to show her around the area a bit this weekend. Some of us decided to go to Itoshima for the day. Itoshima is in the far south of Fukuoka (Fukuoka is a lot like LA in that it is very spread out and even if you drive for an hour away from downtown, it is still considered part of Fukuoka). It was very rural and coastal. Everything in Japan is done by seasons. So, this season is OYSTER TIME! MMM. I love love love love fresh seafood. So, we went to this area on the harbor that had tons of oyster shacks. We chose the one that made everyone wear bright orange jackets, yellow aprons, and white gloves (I was wondering where the goggles were??) mainly for fun. But the outfit, as ridiculous as it seemed was actually a little practical, because there was ash flying everywhere from the grill, the oysters squirted you when opened, and you need the gloves for opening the oysters, so it worked out OK.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-A-UARfsI/AAAAAAAAE0s/IrI93oVgsas/s1600-h/IMG_4758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-A-UARfsI/AAAAAAAAE0s/IrI93oVgsas/s400/IMG_4758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282582695938981570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-BqlUqgzI/AAAAAAAAE00/WzG3ByZgbcA/s1600-h/IMG_4761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-BqlUqgzI/AAAAAAAAE00/WzG3ByZgbcA/s400/IMG_4761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282583456502154034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some of the oysters were HUGE (see above). We also grilled some prawns and this other shellfish. I was not sure what it was called in English (in Japanese-"Sazae"), so I googled it. Hmm it appears I ate sea snail! It's just one of those things to add to my list of adventurous things I have tried! But it had an interesting flavor--kind of bitter. It was fun to try though. Definitely a lot more appetizing in its shell though!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-Bq7c96iI/AAAAAAAAE08/WqVlTS-0QI4/s1600-h/IMG_4764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-Bq7c96iI/AAAAAAAAE08/WqVlTS-0QI4/s400/IMG_4764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282583462442560034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-Bq9uuOuI/AAAAAAAAE1E/ota0pJZTyGM/s1600-h/IMG_4769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-Bq9uuOuI/AAAAAAAAE1E/ota0pJZTyGM/s400/IMG_4769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282583463053900514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we ate--by the way, the meal was so cheap. All this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-F3HUVftI/AAAAAAAAE1k/YVsAX01hjW0/s1600-h/IMG_4760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-F3HUVftI/AAAAAAAAE1k/YVsAX01hjW0/s400/IMG_4760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282588069832523474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cost us around 10 bucks each!-- we took a walk on the harbor&lt;br /&gt;(yes, Mom, that is the coat in all its glory).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-Cp0ItgLI/AAAAAAAAE1M/VB279RvU7iQ/s1600-h/IMG_4779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-Cp0ItgLI/AAAAAAAAE1M/VB279RvU7iQ/s400/IMG_4779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282584542810308786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, we went to a really nice cafe on the coastline, and ate some sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-HUCkF9NI/AAAAAAAAE1s/xpHg53iwibY/s1600-h/IMG_4790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-HUCkF9NI/AAAAAAAAE1s/xpHg53iwibY/s400/IMG_4790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282589666284270802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This area reminded me a lot of PCH meets Hawaii but with more of a New England "wilderness" (and chill factor) feel. The cafe was really cool, and the view was fantastic! It was really nice to get out of the main city and see a little more of Fukuoka's coastal side. It is hard to do often, because you need a car to get there.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-DHwSRITI/AAAAAAAAE1U/mKXXWdEoFyw/s1600-h/IMG_4791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-DHwSRITI/AAAAAAAAE1U/mKXXWdEoFyw/s400/IMG_4791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282585057172726066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-DH9aoOcI/AAAAAAAAE1c/GGL-f1gel1M/s1600-h/IMG_4793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-DH9aoOcI/AAAAAAAAE1c/GGL-f1gel1M/s400/IMG_4793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282585060697455042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know, this is how I kind of associate Christmas time: chilly beaches and Christmas trees. It all made for a good familiar holiday feeling, which I have kind of been lacking so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our lovely excusion, we went back to Hakata and ate at a really good gyoza (pot sticker dumpling to you non Japanese understanding people hehe) restaurant that makes Kyushu style gyoza. And now I am sitting here very full, happy, and content. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You know you are slowly turning Japanese when an entire day's events revolves around what you ate (and you document it!). ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-9217745997064619199?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/9217745997064619199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=9217745997064619199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/9217745997064619199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/9217745997064619199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-day.html' title='Good day!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SU-A-UARfsI/AAAAAAAAE0s/IrI93oVgsas/s72-c/IMG_4758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6592173241776736799</id><published>2008-12-19T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:55:30.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tad more on Christmas</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to decide which is more amusing--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that some of my twenty-adult aged students seem to believe in Santa (even though none of them actually celebrate Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that they believe he lives in Finland.&lt;br /&gt;** Which was one student's reasoning for believing he is real. After all, how could a fake&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;person live in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finland&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have finally figured out that KFC or any kind of fried chicken dinner for that matter is the official Japanese Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad they can't see up the holiday meal food chain(well in my opinion):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;prime rib &gt; ham &gt; turkey &gt; normal chicken &gt; KFC &gt; stale bread &gt; nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;kfc&gt;&lt;normal baked="" chicken=""&gt;&lt;turkey&gt;&lt;ham&gt;&lt;prime rib=""&gt;&lt;stale bread=""&gt;&lt;kfc&gt;&lt;normal baked="" chicken=""&gt;&lt;turkey&gt;&lt;ham&gt;&lt;prime rib="" m="" sure="" i="" skipped="" a="" few="" choices="" in=""&gt;&lt;/prime&gt;&lt;/ham&gt;&lt;/turkey&gt;&lt;/normal&gt;&lt;/kfc&gt;&lt;/stale&gt;&lt;/prime&gt;&lt;/ham&gt;&lt;/turkey&gt;&lt;/normal&gt;&lt;/kfc&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6592173241776736799?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6592173241776736799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6592173241776736799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6592173241776736799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6592173241776736799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/tad-more-on-christmas.html' title='A tad more on Christmas'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6066629530639983017</id><published>2008-12-18T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T08:46:59.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry to gloat!!!</title><content type='html'>But---- IT'S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;89 YEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TO&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE DOLLAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you understand how&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; INSANE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that is???? I can't wait to send money home this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In case you don't keep track of foreign exchange rates, it was 105 yen to the dollar when I arrived here)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6066629530639983017?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6066629530639983017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6066629530639983017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6066629530639983017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6066629530639983017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-to-gloat.html' title='Sorry to gloat!!!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7360034818293332749</id><published>2008-12-16T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:24:39.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Two Part Blog</title><content type='html'>I was going to spread these two topics out within the week, but then again I am terrible about keeping things in, so you get two topics today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Christmas time in Japan&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Well. They definitely love Christmas here. Or should I say, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;concept&lt;/span&gt; of Christmas. And when I say concept, I mean "commercialize the heck out of your country in the tackiest way possible." I mean, Japan is already notorious for being one of the most consumer focused countries (or did you already know that?), so it isn't really a huge surprise to see what direction they go in terms of this holiday especially considering there is pretty much no religion here, so that whole concept is lost immediately. Everywhere you go, you will see TONS of...blue and white (are the Japanese Jewish???) lights...I especially love the underground shopping tunnels that look like a disco club on the ceiling. But the way they are strung up in trees/underground/wherever remind me of the way my dad once hung our Christmas lights...with one strand connecting from the roof to the tree so there was literally one line of icicle lights dangling in midair (sorry, Dad, but you may never live that one down). Anyway, that is kind of how they look to me. But OK, lets give them some credit, at least I am getting Christmas lights! There are also tons of interior decorations everywhere you go. And, every single store has the same exact satelite radio station playing carols. Except this station sucks in that it literally plays about 5 carols on loop. Which is a bummer as my school plays it as well, and I am now starting to despise Mariah Carey carols and I really liked those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So great, right? I get Christmas, although mostly commercial, in Japan! Except...here is the thing. Like I said, they love the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;concept&lt;/span&gt; of Christmas. However, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty much no one actually celebrates it&lt;/span&gt;. That's right. They hang up tons of lights, drown their ear drums in carols, and sell tons of Christmassy things. Yet if you ask anyone, "What are your plans for Christmas?" they look at you strangely and reply, "I am working. Probably overtime as well. Duh." (Well they don't actually say duh). Oh wait, they do eat "Christmas cake" on December 23 or something like that, whatever that is/means. So, due to this, this holiday feels rather empty to me. It just doesn't have that feeling you get back home. Therefore, especially since our Christmas party already happened (almost one month before the actual holiday), it may as well be over for me. Sad, but true. And, of course I am working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A small comment on fashion&lt;br /&gt;I could actually write a novel about the fashion here. Some of it is really inspiriring, some of it is confusing, but today I am going to just focus on one look that amuses me. Long story short, the hooker look is way in fashion here. Everywhere you go shopping, you can find a plethora of hooker clothes. Think "Pretty Woman" thigh high boots. Or if boots aren't your thing, think stripper heels (~6 inches) covered in glitter. Think the shortest shorts you can imagine. Think fishnets. Think beehive hairdos. Think heavy heavy makeup. All of that combined=one of the biggest fashions here that all the "cool girls" wear. It amuses me in that if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; were to wear that back home, they would be arrested in about 10 seconds. However, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; kind of scandalous here to show your shoulders! Therefore, I must be considered quite the hussy in summertime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the actual hookers here wear high school style prom/homecoming dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I am not making this up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7360034818293332749?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7360034818293332749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7360034818293332749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7360034818293332749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7360034818293332749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-part-blog.html' title='A Two Part Blog'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7872097137926291081</id><published>2008-12-13T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T09:21:06.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instead of going out on Saturday, I stay in and reflect.</title><content type='html'>Well, I did go out last night so maybe it is OK. Anyway, here is a nice deep reflection I have been stewing over for the past few days, from yours truly at 1:30 am (totally the best time to write deep blog reflections FYI).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the ceiling of insight finally caved and collapsed on top of me earlier this week. As of this minute, I have been in Japan for 8 months, ten days, 14 hours, and two minutes (estimation of course). Some people say it takes a year to adjust to a new life in a foreign place, some say it takes two months, some say blah blah, but I am pretty positive it took me 8 months, and 6 days to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the past 8 months on this constant looping emotional roller coaster (with really steep drops and a few loops). I also spent a good deal of time thinking there was something wrong with me--why wasn't I enjoying this experience 100%? All my friends who studied abroad overseas during college seemed to, so why wasn't I, what was wrong with me?? But, now that I have had some good heart to heart talks with a few friends who have lived overseas (especially ones who went to a completely different culture like me), I realized that I was just seeing their "happy" moments, and in fact they admitted every day could be a struggle for them living overseas. So, phew, nothing is wrong with me! OK, I have actually known this now for a few weeks, but this week I finally pinpointed why it has taken me so long to adjust to being in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, take away the fact it is an opposite culture with some really annoying people, lack of variety in food (especially food I am used to), and some weird foreign people living here. Wait, actually that last part does have to do with the point I am about to make. I voluntarily ripped myself away from my comfort zone. I was quite comfortable in college. I have a good group of friends, I was never really "alone", and I always had someone to lean on when I was having a difficult time. In other words I was sheltered and needed to be in the "real world." Except, I purposely put myself in "Real World level 7.5" (anything higher would involve being homeless, or living in Sub-Saharan Africa). Which is good, it's that whole "dive straight into the deep end" thing. But, it also has its ramifications. Some of mine included freaking out because I went from having lots of friends (well I still have them but they are now across the world from me), to wondering what the heck I was going to do on a weekend, and being surrounded (well this is still present tense actually) by weird people. I was in a country whose culture I didn't really understand. The clothes here fit weird. People stare at me. My job has long hours I was not really used to working. The summer weather was shocking. I look fat compared to most girls here. Etc etc. Basically, I lost all of that "security" I felt back in the US. I also lost a lot of confidence in myself, and my purpose of even coming here became kind of lost to me. I found myself clinging like a wet cat onto anything that could make me feel like my life was the same as it was before I left. I was also in a lot of denial--even up until a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny because talking to my wonderful friends I eventually made here, they either have gone or are still going through the exact same thing. So once again, it is reassuring to know I am not actually insane or weird. I am sure those of you who communicate with me other than reading this blog can recall many times I vented your ears off about hating it here, or being unhappy, or whatever. My friends said they have done the exact same thing. And none of us are even negative people to begin with! Now, I think it is just a natural phase of adjusting. Because, I have basically had to rebuild myself piece by piece since arrival. It has been difficult. It has made me be furious at myself for even coming here. It has made me cry myself to sleep. But, I think the construction is over. I have finally accepted my life here. I have accepted how this country and culture is, and that it is homogenous to the extreme and that is just never going to change. I have also accepted myself a bit more than before. And, I have also realized I need to keep making things happen for myself (truthfully I haven't been too shabby with that, but still)--opportunities don't really fall into your lap that much back home, so that definitely isn't going to  over here in the land of inopportunity! Now it is just that refinishing stuff, which doesn't seem very painful considering what I have experienced. I think while putting the pieces back together, I really did find parts of myself I wasn't that aware of (I know I know I am using some cheesy metaphors haha). I have discovered new hobbies, talents, and abilities. Honestly, you have no idea how rewarding it is to handle your own problems and get away unscathed in a country whose language you don't even speak! It really gives you that "Wow if I can do that, I can do anything!" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, especially in my whining moments, I have been asked, "Do you regret going there?" And my answer varied. But now I can say no, I have no regrets. Although it has been difficult so far, and I am sure there is more of that to come in the next 10 months I am here (and, uh, probably the rest of my life haha), what I am getting out of this experience really is priceless. I think I am going to return to the States the person I truly want to be. I know, so sappy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Ok, and now for a normal update that isn't so philosophical or personal. I am getting excited for my vacation to Korea! I am pretty sure I will be able to see some college friends who are there teaching English for maybe NYE and some other things. I am also just generally excited to travel again! Oh, and I hate to brag over here in strong currency land, but *the yen is way stronger than the Korean won right now. At the moment I believe the entire country is a 20-30% discount for me!!! :) I think I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I knocked on wood just in case I jinxed myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7872097137926291081?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7872097137926291081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7872097137926291081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7872097137926291081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7872097137926291081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/instead-of-going-out-on-saturday-i-stay.html' title='Instead of going out on Saturday, I stay in and reflect.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-9144922493248974813</id><published>2008-12-09T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:49:14.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>My friend lent me the book over here. I know it is a very popular book series in the US right now, and that the movie just came out, so I really wanted to see what the hype is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost-who the hell was in charge of editing this book?? Ok, now on to my actual thoughts on what was published...&lt;br /&gt;Well...I can just say that at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;page 334, CHAPTER SIXTEEN &lt;/span&gt;(!), I do not understand the hype at all. I feel that the writing is very cheesy and one huge cliche tangled in itself. It's like, I can see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; what the author is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to do with this book, but it just isn't working for me. In fact, the writing style kind of reminds me of my junior high days when I would write stories in my journals. I love reading, and have read many different kinds of books. Some very intellectual, and then others that aren't-most of which I deem my "guilty pleasure" kinds of books. But I can't even really consider this a guilty pleasure book at this moment, because my guilty pleasure books are at least entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never have a problem putting this book down. In fact, it had been lying in a corner slightly disheveled for the past three days until I just went to check what page I was on. Maybe I would care and be more invested in the story, if there was an actual story by page 334! I am 70% finished with the book! I mean, I feel like I have had to suffer through about the past 300 pages of one long, never ending description of a play by play (and by that I mean from what she ate for breakfast to what her English teacher assigned as homework to how she brushed her teeth at night) description of Bella's boring uneventful days that had nothing to do with the plot at all,  or description of them cuddling together, or Bella thinking how perfect Edward is, or Bella throwing a temper tantrum for no reason, or the four combined in some fashion. Not to mention, the protagonist is extremely unlikeable. I am really disappointed in that, because at first the author tries to play her off as this "misunderstood" clumsy (but of course overdoes the clumsy bit 300% to the point you go--there is no way anyone, not even a fictional character in a lame book can be that clumsy!) teenage girl who doesn't know who she is, and who doesn't see her true beauty--someone I totally thought I could relate to in some ways--too bad she is really just a whiny,boring, unambitious, stubborn brat who never shuts up or stops throwing useless temper tantrums (that then make me roll my eyes and toss the book back into the corner). Oh, and did I mention that her name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Bella Swan&lt;/span&gt;??? How...melodrama (please see my first paragraph on the writing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*In case you don't speak Italian, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;=beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you are going--why don't you just stop reading it if you don't like it? Unfortunately, I have this weird thing that once I start a book, I have to finish it. Even if it takes me two years, and many other (much better) books in between, I always finish. So I will persevere through this, but just had to rant about this--I just don't really get why so many people adore this? And no, I do not think I will be continuing the series--especially since I have been told the main character gets even MORE whiny and annoying as they go on--how is that possible??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Also I would like to apologize if I have offended any hardcore Twilight fans. I am not trying to insult your taste. Obviously, everyone has different things they look for in books. To each his own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-9144922493248974813?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/9144922493248974813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=9144922493248974813&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/9144922493248974813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/9144922493248974813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2123834788723557769</id><published>2008-12-06T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:08:43.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>I won't delete my last entry for sentimental purposes, but in case it made you go,  "huh?" or read it twice to try to understand what I was saying, I thought I should mention that I wrote that after 3 Christmas parties, in a row, at around 5:30 am, so my mind wasn't it's usual old self ;)...I guess I just really wanted to tell you about my snow experience!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Snow is cool, though).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2123834788723557769?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2123834788723557769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2123834788723557769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2123834788723557769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2123834788723557769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-103980548594500751</id><published>2008-12-06T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:44:36.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>So, this morning, while getting dressed it was extremely freezing. When it is pouring rain I can hear it and prepare while getting dressed...but imagine my surprise when I opened my door, ready to leave for work. It was snowing! Granted, I have seen the snow before. But to have my street as silent as it was, and to see the white snow flakes fall (last entry=just damp droplet snowflakes), silently. I don't know. I guess you have to live where there is everyday snowfall like this to appreciate (or hate haha) this. but for me, to open my front door in panic of missing my train, and hearing silence, and watching white snow falling down EVERYWHERE in absolute silence....it was a moment of perfection. You know, when I could see something like that and die happy. I was very happy. =) Yay snow!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-103980548594500751?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/103980548594500751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=103980548594500751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/103980548594500751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/103980548594500751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6642486039435049841</id><published>2008-12-05T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:29:30.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizarre day</title><content type='html'>Today was just one of those days where you keep asking yourself whether it is really happening or not. It all started with me waking up from weird dreams, and feeling a little out of it, probably due to going out for drinks with coworkers the night before. I was expecting a package to be delivered before noon, so all morning I was half asleep, just waiting for my intercom to buzz. Finally at 11:15 I really had to start getting ready for work, so I jumped in the shower. At 11:23 I got out of the shower, and to my dismay saw a red slip in the middle of my hallway marking that I had missed my delivery. Of course. Of course. So now I have to wait until tomorrow for it to be delivered at work. But that isn't really what was bizarre today, just some added details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work a little early today, because my coworker and I were being videotaped "teaching" (more like repeating the same three sentences over and over and over again thinking to yourself-WHEN -smile-WILL-smile- THIS-smile- BE-cheesy laugh- OVER?!!!?) for some Japan advertisement network. Of course no one ever really tells me the details, and even after this was finished, I am still really unclear of the details or how it works, but it has something to do with our videos being sent to cell phones? Possibly on a website?? Who knows. At this point, I feel so pimped out for this stuff I am immune to interest. I just smile and do the work and then get back to what I should have been doing instead of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out my coworker called in sick (very rare occurence) so in that retrospect it almost felt like hell froze over. I had to teach one of this classes, which wasn't a big deal. At first I was afraid it was a class that didn't speak English (somewhat low level lesson), but the girls wound of being awesome. In fact, one was so cute and constantly smiling, I just wanted to put her in my pocket or something. Anyway, later in the day we found out my coworker went to the doctor and that he either has ecoli or some other not as serious (ha) virus that will last a few days. But with the way health care works here, they will probably wind up giving him a heart transplant, just in case (they LOVE doing surgeries--a hypochondriacs dreamland). Regardless, he isn't coming into work tomorrow (Sat) which is our busiest day, so that means we all get to teach extra classes!! Yay!! We also have a Christmas party (er more like 4 parties) right after work, so it will be a long day ahead! Oh, and did I mention my staff wanted me to wear this slutty Santa outfit? Not that it was originally intended to be slutty, but I think due to my height, the skirt is much shorter than it should be =) Well, anyway, I opted for some "Christmas accessories" instead..plus I am too broke to go all out for a one day thing. Maybe next year...maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of my evening classes, I was expecting one female student, and was surprised to see this old man I had never seen before in my life hanging out in my classroom. He actually goes to a different branch of my school in a city two hours away, but was joining my lesson because of business....yet we had no record of him on the schedule or anything. Go figure. Anyway it wasn't so bad, and he was very friendly, but his skills were.................yeah, so I think my other student started getting annoyed, and it kind of threw the lesson a little off balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now for the grand finale of my weird Friday. In between my last two lessons, my manager asked me to talk to a man who showed up interested in lessons. I had no time, but sat down anyway and asked him how he was, and he literally used a hand gesture of sending me away (you know, how rich people do to servants in movies), and gave me a dirty look. I tried one more time, thinking I imagined that because after all, who has ever seen a Japanese person be rude directly to your face?--they always do it on the sly instead, but yeah he did it again! So I thought "Fine, come to an English school and refuse to speak to a teacher, Ok." And ran back to my manager who saw the whole thing and we shared a "wtf" moment together. I watched him do the same thing to my coworker, and then taught another lesson and thought nothing more of it. ANYWAY after lessons were finished I was with my head teacher and she told me that after the last lessons started, the man started yelling at my manager and told her we were all idiots, and left. THEN he apparently called about 8 times and yelled at our staff, saying he had a horrible experience at our school and was going to return and hurt us. Yeah, I know, right?? So since something like this has probably happened in all of Japan's history of complaining maybe .00000000000000000000000087 times, everyone freaked out and called the police, and someone from our head office showed up to help manage the problem. We were asked to be out of the office a little earlier in case he came back, so I have no idea what happened with that. I mean, the chances of him "following through" with his threat are low and he is probably just a crazy old man, but at the same time that NEVER happens here, and is a weird situation anywhere to begin with. And these days, people are crazy. My criminology brain couldn't help but think of all the mass murder cases I studied about disgruntled customers, etc. But don't worry, I am sure I will show up to work and have maybe two personal police escorts assigned to me and the rest of our staff at all times tomorrow, based on how things are handled and situations are over handled here =) (kind of joking). All in all, it was just a very BIZARRE day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, on the flip side it WAS SNOWING TODAY. Not enough for it to actually stay on the ground, but yes, it was snowing!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6642486039435049841?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6642486039435049841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6642486039435049841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6642486039435049841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6642486039435049841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/bizarre-day.html' title='Bizarre day'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3419936995980474158</id><published>2008-12-01T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:54:17.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehhh</title><content type='html'>I decided my picture was more important than that vintage-y background, so now you can look at a plain white blog and a picture haha. At least the font is bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets for Korea are bought. Now I just need to figure out where I am going and what I am doing there! I did buy a guidebook though, so I think reading it could be my first step ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economy in Japan is hurting a tad due to the fiasco in America, but just like any other negative issue in Japan, no one talks about it, so there is no reminder. It is sad to read MSN news every morning and read about huge layoffs from big corporations, etc etc. But the other day, I read the saddest article by far. It was quoting people who dress up as Santa for malls. The Santas were saying this year that instead of asking for toys, they are getting a lot of requests from kids for a new job for their dad, or money for their parents to buy their house back. These aren't orphanage kids either, just your ordinary kid at the mall sitting on Santa's lap. I just thought it was heartbreaking that these little kids are carrying their parents' worry. They also quoted a mother who took her daughter to see Santa. Her daugher listed off some things she wanted from him, and the mother was very stressed out, because her daughter was unaware she has been laid off for the past nine months and doesn't think she can really give her a Christmas this year. It's just really sad that our economy has become this bad and that jobs are so scarce. I really hope it turns around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And um re: the news story of the man trampled to death by greedy shoppers in Walmart-I am disgusted with a percentage of the human race. Just putting that out there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3419936995980474158?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3419936995980474158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3419936995980474158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3419936995980474158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3419936995980474158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/12/ehhh.html' title='Ehhh'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-8226657953726321062</id><published>2008-11-30T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T05:09:24.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upgrade</title><content type='html'>Rather than cleaning my apartment, I decided to make my blog a little trendier. However, I am a little bummed because I spent a good deal of time playing around on photoshop and turned one of my favorite pictures into a sketch and wanted to use it on this blog, but have no idea how to do that so....nevermind! Anyway, I now have a program on the side bar where you can leave me messages! Make sure you keep them PG though ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-8226657953726321062?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/8226657953726321062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=8226657953726321062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8226657953726321062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8226657953726321062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/11/upgrade.html' title='Upgrade'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2714419128569092868</id><published>2008-11-27T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:37:29.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And BTW</title><content type='html'>This video actually made me cry (in a good way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid='clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000' codebase='http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0' width='320' height='270' id='yfop'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='flashvars' value='id=10831031&amp;shareEnable=1' /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf' width='320' height='270' name='yfop' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' flashvars='id=10831031&amp;shareEnable=1'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2714419128569092868?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2714419128569092868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2714419128569092868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2714419128569092868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2714419128569092868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-btw.html' title='And BTW'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2218597308435429815</id><published>2008-11-27T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:33:12.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just know...</title><content type='html'>In exactly one year (or less depending on future plans!) I will be home to celebrate this lovely holiday in all its glory =) Happy Thanksgiving everyone!! I hope it is a safe and wonderful holiday for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving over here was very traditional Japanese style, in that it did not exist and I worked extremely hard today! Maybe that was a good thing though since I was too busy running around to really even think about what I am missing out on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2218597308435429815?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2218597308435429815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2218597308435429815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2218597308435429815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2218597308435429815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-know.html' title='Just know...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-8566885018375921459</id><published>2008-11-24T05:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T05:28:26.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK I am going to be personal one more time.</title><content type='html'>Not to be *too* emotional and personal (since I said I wasn't going to get personal here anymore), but the thought of not being home for Thanksgiving or Christmas has started to become very very difficult for me. I know I need to grow up-lots of people are away from family and friends during this season, but it is still really hard and testing. Especially when you are somewhere that has never heard of things like apple cider, or stuffing...and makes you work on these days as well. There are also these horrible, evil anonymous surveys coming out for the students to fill out and apparently they get really nit picky and then the teacher gets dinged for all sorts of random things, so I am terrified and very very stressed out about them (great way to begin the new year!). I am doing my best-but these people are so hard to please sometimes!!! I think my calculated December budget of about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;400 yen a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is going to make this month even more difficult to get through (I know, right? I'm telling you, it's ridiculously expensive to travel or simply enjoy your life here!). I mean I know it is my choice to take trips or whatever, and yeah instead I could have tons of money and sit on my butt in my apartment every weekend/vacation, but I swear if I weren't doing these things I would go crazy, because what would be the point of putting myself through all this in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to be a "Debbie Downer" here, and hopefully those of you who read this can understand my POV here. The bottom line to this post is I wish for the next month to go by as quickly and painless as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-8566885018375921459?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/8566885018375921459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=8566885018375921459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8566885018375921459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8566885018375921459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-i-am-going-to-be-personal-one-more.html' title='OK I am going to be personal one more time.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7194230454319280042</id><published>2008-11-19T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:22:28.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the weatha</title><content type='html'>It apparently snowed this morning around 8 am...but like I was awake for that! Kind of exciting though. I've never lived in the snow before (well unless you count my life as a baby/no memory time period in the mtns, or that one time it snowed over night in Redlands and melted the next day). Luckily, it apparently doesn't snow *too much* here, so I don't think the weather will become Buffalo, New York unbearable style. I did feel like my face froze walking home tonight, though...I tried making different facial expressions and it was kind of hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unluckily, making good quality apartments is not Japan's forte! My apartment is so poorly insulated, I have inspected my windows about 10 trillion times SURE there is something I am missing as it feels so drafty even with my heater on full blast--maybe a secret air vent or crack in them or something---but alas...I think it is just poor insulation. =/ Also, speaking of bad apartment building skills, I find many times I feel my apartment shake, and can't decide if it is an aftershock from an earthquake or just someone from maybe 2 floors up dropping something heavy...either way it kind of bothers me this has become a routine scenario to ponder (happened again while writing this blog-so I thought I'd mention it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently the South Korean railways are going on strike...so I hope they sort things out before late December, otherwise my traveling plans might get really screwed up! --Yes I am aware that was a selfish wish to make. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, one other update--I am down to my last 150 yen (approx $1.50) until the 25th! No I am not actually excited about that, haha, but I think this will help build some character. I think I need a story to tell my kids some day about how I was broke and *lived off rice or &lt;a href="http://articles.moneycentral.msn.com/SavingandDebt/SaveMoney/when-times-are-tight-theres-ramen.aspx"&gt;ramen&lt;/a&gt; (except ramen here costs more than 16 cents! Unfair!) or something for months. But in return got to travel the world. In fact, I think a story like that could even make a good book deal. This is also good training for next month as I am buying Korea tickets AND Sapporo tickets, which=there goes my paycheck in the blink of an eye (literally)! I heard the *broke diet is the newest fad diet anyway. ;) I am willing to make such sacrifices for once in a lifetime experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Please note the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slight&lt;/span&gt; exaggeration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7194230454319280042?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7194230454319280042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7194230454319280042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7194230454319280042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7194230454319280042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-on-weatha.html' title='Update on the weatha'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4528353496127754003</id><published>2008-11-18T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:43:47.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you CA people will probably kill me</title><content type='html'>for saying this...but it is FREEZING HERE. 41 degrees F!!! And pouring rain. OK, I'll stop right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I am praying for the CA fires to stop and hope all those who lost their homes will be able to rebuild.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4528353496127754003?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4528353496127754003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4528353496127754003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4528353496127754003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4528353496127754003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-you-ca-people-will-probably-kill.html' title='I know you CA people will probably kill me'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3284563873486592781</id><published>2008-11-13T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:14:06.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapporo Snow Festival</title><content type='html'>I want to go &lt;a href="http://www.snowfes.com/english/"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; in February. Which means I will be broke in December because I need to buy plane tickets asap, as well as tickets for wherever I go over New Years. I hope it works out! I suppose it can be a Christmas present to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SRxC8jph_eI/AAAAAAAAExU/50Fl-C1zm9g/s1600-h/Sapporo_photo_129.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SRxC8jph_eI/AAAAAAAAExU/50Fl-C1zm9g/s400/Sapporo_photo_129.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268159272245657058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SRxEA4KpUfI/AAAAAAAAExc/-Vj_9OnOnMc/s1600-h/sapp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SRxEA4KpUfI/AAAAAAAAExc/-Vj_9OnOnMc/s400/sapp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268160445984362994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, in case you are wondering, those are entire buildings carved out of ice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3284563873486592781?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3284563873486592781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3284563873486592781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3284563873486592781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3284563873486592781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/11/sapporo-snow-festival.html' title='Sapporo Snow Festival'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SRxC8jph_eI/AAAAAAAAExU/50Fl-C1zm9g/s72-c/Sapporo_photo_129.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1573535941540770275</id><published>2008-11-10T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:04:34.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>This Sunday, I took a day trip with all the girls from the office to Kumamoto Prefecture (middle of Kyushu). We went to Kikuchi Kekoku, which is a famous area down there to hike around and admire the gorgeous scenery. Before our hike, we ate at a famous restaurant that is literally tucked away in the mountains surrounded by nature. It was really neat, and also had really good food too! I think maybe one of the best things about living in Japan, is it is my first experience living somewhere where there are true four seasons (and boy do these people live their lives by the seasons!). There was a lot of beautiful Autumn foliage, as well as just beautiful scenery to take in that I imagine looks this good every season! It was really special to see the fall leaves, because I have never seen this kind of thing in person before, being from Southern California, only in pictures! Then, we went to an onsen (hot spring). The one we went to was cool because we had the whole thing to ourselves for the majority of the time, and it was outdoors looking over a river and waterfall! The water is really good for your skin, because it is full of natural minerals, so instead of pruning out my skin like regular water, it actually made it really moisturized, almost like I was soaking in an oil bath--minus the greasy feeling! A perfect way to end a chilly day of hiking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I took a lot of pictures. I actually really enjoy taking pictures (as if you didn't notice!), but when I return to the states, would like to start taking photography lessons and start learning actual techniques for picture taking. I'm mainly interested in capturing landscape/nature scenes. This "realization" is kind of a big deal for me, because I think I may have found a true hobby/passion...and I have been searching for something like this for the past maybe 16 years? Nothing until this has really stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are most of the photos I took from the trip (along with wanting to become a better photographer, I am also working at cutting down on redundant photos)---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/KikuchiKekoku#"&gt;Beautiful pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're feeling too "lazy" to view them, here is something to whet your appetite...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SRhXgQk5HbI/AAAAAAAAExM/NAvAK7nmA9A/s1600-h/IMG_4554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SRhXgQk5HbI/AAAAAAAAExM/NAvAK7nmA9A/s400/IMG_4554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267055975926930866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1573535941540770275?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1573535941540770275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1573535941540770275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1573535941540770275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1573535941540770275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/11/quick-weekend-getaway.html' title='Quick Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SRhXgQk5HbI/AAAAAAAAExM/NAvAK7nmA9A/s72-c/IMG_4554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4765136796781719531</id><published>2008-10-30T06:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:33:06.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK OK OK fine...</title><content type='html'>I won't travel in the Philippines. I get it, I'll be raped and murdered if I do. However, I still might fly there and then connect to somewhere "safer"--that flight is really quite a good deal... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less morbid, more cheerful note-- I got my hair permanently straightened and have bangs again! I was a little concerned about giving up my curls, but so far (in the 36 hours I have had it ha) it has been sooooo worth it! My hair is so straight, shiny, and unfrizzy! Usually it takes me a long time to make it look that way on my own, and within an hour or so it becomes poofy again--and FORGET it looking nice the following day! But this morning I woke up to perfect, straight, unfrizzy, shiny hair. AND the bangs are way less work this way as well! I guess I look way different as people here have pointed out, but I think I look/feel more like my old self. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Please note the hair straightening chemicals actually lightened my hair up a bit, so don't worry, I don't look *too* much like every one else here with the new 'do ;) Maybe if you're lucky I'll post pictures some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4765136796781719531?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4765136796781719531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4765136796781719531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4765136796781719531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4765136796781719531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-ok-ok-fine.html' title='OK OK OK fine...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-655375161167179388</id><published>2008-10-28T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:26:54.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concern</title><content type='html'>I appreciate all the concerned emails/msgs I got regarding my post about the Philippines. Just know I am slightly intelligent and don't really fancy being sold into the human trafficking industry (my job is already hard enough) or coming back to America in a body bag. I'll be smart about wherever/whatever I wind up doing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-655375161167179388?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/655375161167179388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=655375161167179388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/655375161167179388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/655375161167179388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/concern.html' title='Concern'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1487006806866128562</id><published>2008-10-28T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:59:43.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many options.</title><content type='html'>So, I found this super cheap airline that flies out of Osaka once a week to the Philippines for about 6,000 yen (60 dollars)!!! I didn't think that budget airlines existed to fly internationally out of Japan, so clearly that is my way out to SE Asia (that is if I truly have the willpower to save for this proposed trip--which I really really really hope I do), considering other options are going to be around $300-500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this now presents a new problem. Since I have to fly into the Philippines first, before then taking another ridiculously cheap airline to Thailand or Singapore or Vietnam, or wherever my little travel greedy heart desires, I thought I would look into what the Philippines has to offer, since you know, I'd be there anyway. I always thought of this country as dirty and dodgy (probably a lot to do with this country's blatant racism for other Asian countries), but now with some more knowledge of backpacking around it seems absolutely GORGEOUS and UNTOUCHED. That is a problem I hear about places like Thailand, Malaysia, etc because they have become so touristy it takes away a lot of the "feel." But although the cities in the Philippines sound just like the Japanese make the country out to be, it looks like the beaches and small islands are almost deserted and haven't been taken over by tourists yet. And you can do Spanish ship wreck diving tours, or dive with these famous whale sharks that are only in that area. So cool!! So you are probably wondering what this has to do with a problem? The problem is I will only have about a month to travel after my contract because I don't want to miss the holidays again. So, I need to be choosey about where I go. I don't like to bounce around so much you can't even get a good feel for a country or its people. So now I don't know where to go!!! SE Asia has wayyyyyy too many choices!!! =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1487006806866128562?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1487006806866128562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1487006806866128562&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1487006806866128562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1487006806866128562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-many-options.html' title='Too many options.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4278511782976102002</id><published>2008-10-21T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:40:50.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially official</title><content type='html'>I just signed my new contract today. I will complete it October 24, 2009. If my plans go well, I will be home late November of next year. See you in about 13 months!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4278511782976102002?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4278511782976102002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4278511782976102002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4278511782976102002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4278511782976102002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/officially-official.html' title='Officially official'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2530742762641395486</id><published>2008-10-15T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:08:11.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision is made</title><content type='html'>And I think I will be the happiest with it. But you'll have to email me if you want the details. I decided from now on, this blog is not going to be used for personal feelings/ventings/etc. It was never originally intended to be that way. It was always just meant for sharing things I was learning about the country (please see my original inspiration to the side bar regarding Alice in Wonderland), general updates on my life, and random blurbs I felt like sharing. But somewhere along the way, I guess with so much going on in my head, I started seeing this as my vent session. The problem is, this is a public blog and I am literally only venting to maybe 3 specific people who read it at a time, and don't really want everyone else out there to know how I feel about certain things. So from now on, any of that kind of stuff/how I am feeling here/specific stories will be shared through personal email only. It might take a bit longer to hear from me, but that is how I prefer it to be from now on. So from here on out, there may be fewer blog entries, but they will be focused more on how this blog was supposed to be. If you want personal emails from me and don't have my email for some reason, feel free to post a comment or something and I will shoot you an email. Till then, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2530742762641395486?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2530742762641395486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2530742762641395486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2530742762641395486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2530742762641395486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/decision-is-made.html' title='Decision is made'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-879773832882277635</id><published>2008-10-14T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:04:58.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My head is too foggy.</title><content type='html'>There has been WAY TOO MUCH crap going on in the past week, and now my brain is on overdrive. This week is so stressful. 1. I have some things that I don't feel like sharing on a public blog that are nagging me/making it hard to focus on the "more important" issues at hand in my life. 2. I am sick and literally feel like I have no energy, yet have no time to be sick right now. 3. I have to decide whether or not to extend by THURSDAY. 4. I am having a lesson observed that I had a complaint in--so stressful. 5. I have to teach this random extra lesson and be observed by our head office for "experimental" purposes on my busiest day this week-nothing really to do with me, I was just lucky to be chosen as the guinea pig teacher (sense the sarcasm?). 6. We are back onto sales, and I just feel the pressure on my back and it stresses me out!! 7. 2 of my close friends are leaving this week, and one is threatening (if you are reading this, you cannot leave) to leave after Christmas, and it is just disheartening to know I might find myself alone in the near future and I don't know if I can deal like that. I am sure I probably will make new friends, but I don't know, at the moment it is disheartening for me. It is really too much right now, and I just feel so lost and exhausted, and find myself wanting to break down and cry all the time lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly have no idea what to do about extending. Part of me is so frustrated with work and issues with Japan in general, I just don't know if I can last another 6 months here. Unfortunately with all these factors dancing around in my head it is too difficult to tell whether this is just a bad time and will get better, or if it is just going to keep going downhill. But on the other hand, I am not even sure what I would exactly be going home to in April? Everyone is doing their own thing. I have come to realize, as hard as it is to accept, that nothing will ever be the same as it was in university. I know when I go home, it will not be how it was. I mean, as much as I miss and long for home, I also remember how utterly bored I was living at home waiting to come here (sorry parents). So sometimes I wonder, what is the point then? I really want to stay so I can travel, but I just don't know if I can survive here for that much longer! I know 6 months doesn't seem like so long, but when a day can feel like eternity here, it really seems overbearing. But then again, there is the economy issues, and I have bills to pay and don't feel like struggling to find a crappy job and figure out how to pay them. Also, I don't want to quit on myself and give up on an opportunity that maybe at this moment seems like crap, but I will appreciate a lot later, just because I am feeling this weak at the moment??? I just really feel so lost here, and have been putting this off denial-status. But now, I need to make a decision, and I just don't know what the right decision is! Japan can be so much fun, yet so painful at the same time. Sigh. Someone just check the box on the contract for me, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-879773832882277635?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/879773832882277635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=879773832882277635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/879773832882277635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/879773832882277635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-head-is-too-foggy.html' title='My head is too foggy.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4330688686276836447</id><published>2008-10-12T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:35:36.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I feel completely violated.</title><content type='html'>I was innocently walking home from getting something to eat in my pajamas (which are not in any way sexy might I add)--edit: I was wearing long gym shorts and a sweatshirt--, and heard a bike coming up behind me. And before I could even fathom what had happened to me, the man on the bike reached out and grabbed my butt--but did more than that (so not going to be detailed here)--and made this sexual moaning sound and then just kept riding by as if he didn't do that. I just stood there for literally 2 minutes trying to process what had just happened I was in so much shock and disgust. I was in a very crowded train in Tokyo on my way back to the airport and suspected someone had inappropriately touched me for a moment, but was almost unsure because it was so crowded and could have just been unintentional shifting, and that alone felt very very uncomfortable. But this....I am angry let's just say. This is what I CAN'T STAND about this country. Although "officially" behavior like this is "frowned upon" it is totally accepted, and the men in this country think it's OK to do this to me as I am a foreigner and think of girls like me as public property. Don't be so concerned about me (especially you, my parents), there's obviously nothing I can do about it and unfortunately this happens a lot to girls out here. I know I'll be fine, but I am just really really disgusted right now and feel violated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4330688686276836447?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4330688686276836447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4330688686276836447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4330688686276836447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4330688686276836447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-i-feel-completely-violated.html' title='Well, I feel completely violated.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-855898487970732570</id><published>2008-10-05T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T04:27:36.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Saturday</title><content type='html'>Saturday at work was much better. I just decided to sleep off the bad feelings, and wake up with a new attitude. Everything in life is a learning experience after all, right? I actually had a pretty good work day as well. Saturdays are so busy (7 classes in a row with a lunch break squeezed in somewhere), but we just got a new schedule so I had some new classes and new faces, so it was a little refreshing. After work, I went to my friend's Temakizushi party (do it yourself sushi), It was a lot of fun to see friends, and meet new people, and to make yummy sushi myself. After a few bottles of wine, we decided to head over to the karaoke bar down the road. I am usually not the biggest fan of karaoke, but I was having a BLAST with my friend. We were total mic hogs. Like we literally would sing 4 songs in a row before someone else got a turn. Every two seconds we would turn to each other and go, "OH! We need to sing ----!" And reach for the controller to add it. In fact, we all had SO much fun, that we wound up staying there for FOUR HOURS. We were planning on sleeping at our friend's flat, because it is too expensive to take a cab from there after the last train, but um somehow we wound up being out late enough to make the first train back, haha. So I got home around 6 am, decided I was hungry and wanted to watch the new Desperate Housewives premiere (which was totally lame ps), so I made cheap ramen and stayed up even LATER to watch it. THEN, I went to sleep, woke up around 4pm, and forced myself to go downtown for some shopping (and I was also craving Subway). I am now sitting in my flat being completely lazy, even though I should be cleaning up. But, I have a work conference tomorrow rather than my day off, so can you really blame me for trying to have a little R&amp;amp;R??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-855898487970732570?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/855898487970732570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=855898487970732570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/855898487970732570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/855898487970732570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/better-saturday.html' title='Better Saturday'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1048562648180585044</id><published>2008-10-03T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:20:10.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><content type='html'>I won't lie. Today was a very frustrating day. Kind of a big plummet on the confidence as a teacher meter. I don't feel comfortable writing about it in this blog though for various reasons, so if you are interested in the story, shoot me an email and when I have a clear mind I will share. Let's hope tomorrow can be a fresh slate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1048562648180585044?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1048562648180585044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1048562648180585044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1048562648180585044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1048562648180585044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-434473219149537050</id><published>2008-10-02T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:59:53.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto/Nara</title><content type='html'>I honestly can't be bothered to write you an entire story of my amazing trip, and I actually doubt you could be bothered to read it. So, I am going to go with the saying, "A picture is worth a thousand words." Since I took over 500 pictures, that's like 500,000 words for you! Haha. I did caption them to guide your understanding through. I also promise it doesn't take as long as one would imagine to view all of them. But please try to, most of the pictures are great and really show Japan's beauty! I just couldn't stop snapping away! Haha, but then again, when can I ever? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at a very cool hostel that was a renovated gorgeous, old Japanese house literally in the dead center of Gion (downtown Kyoto where the Geisha go to play). The owner was awesome and treated us like we were guests at his home, rather than strangers. I met some very cool backpackers. It was weird. It was my first time meeting foreigners who don't live here and are just traveling through. They were so interested in my life here, and it felt weird having more experience with this country/language than everyone else! They really inspired me to travel as much as I can! Most were from Scotland, England, the Netherlands, and Australia. Very different kinds of people with different reasons to travel here. They were great. I also think staying at this hostel had a big influence on my experience, especially traveling alone. I think I made an excellent decision booking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Nara, which is about 40 min away by train from Kyoto on my second day there. It was maybe the best part of the trip. There are so many temples to see in Kyoto, but many are a bit anticlimatic, and surrounded by tourists, so most "vibes" are killed. Also, I realized I don't have a very big attention span for touristy things. I go, take some pictures, say "Ok, I saw it..." and then move on, haha! I mainly enjoyed the nature of this trip, which is why I loved Nara so much. Hardly any tourists in the park, tons of wild deer, and just gorgeous scenery. Arashiyama was also a highlight. It's a huge park on the outskirts of Kyoto, with mountains, bamboo forests, and MONKEYS! I looooved the monkeys. It was quite a hike to get to them, but so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a really great time, and although I returned sore and physically exhausted, I felt mentally recharged. I also realized I enjoy traveling alone. I met cool people to talk to/do things with at night if I wanted, but had complete freedom to do whatever I wanted! It was really liberating! It was also just a huge accomplishment to myself, that I was able to do/see everything I wanted to, navigate myself around a quite large city hardly knowing the language, and barely get lost. =) It gives me that "I really can do anything!" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and on a side note, my train pass was found! Like 15 days too late! But I was able to get sort of reimbursed. I got a percentage of the amount of days I had left on it, so only like $15, but that is better than being at zero I guess? See? My theory of Japan is SO accurate. People are very honest, yet ridiculous when it comes to common sense (e.g. returning a train pass 15 days after you find it) haha, jk. Sortttt of.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures for you....I promise they don't take that long to view =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/KyotoDay102#"&gt;Kyoto day 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/Nara#"&gt;Nara day 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/KyotoDay3#"&gt;Arashiyama/Kyoto day 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/MonkeyVideos02#"&gt;MONKEY VIDEOS&lt;/a&gt; (can you tell I was obsessed? haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-I removed the music. It annoyed me. It probably annoyed you too haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-434473219149537050?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/434473219149537050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=434473219149537050&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/434473219149537050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/434473219149537050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/10/kyotonara.html' title='Kyoto/Nara'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-5769014099001044163</id><published>2008-09-30T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:28:12.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaack</title><content type='html'>My Kyoto trip blew Tokyo out of the water. But I am way too tired to tell you about it now! Haha so you will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-My knees REALLY hurt--more details later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-5769014099001044163?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/5769014099001044163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=5769014099001044163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5769014099001044163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5769014099001044163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-baaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaack'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3180900664645688003</id><published>2008-09-27T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:40:49.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking off</title><content type='html'>I am taking off for Kyoto tonight (despite exhaustion) and won`t be back until Wed (my time). I decided this is a me trip, so I am hopefully going to enjoy that alone time. I also decided I am going to stay away from email the whole time, so if you email me during this weekend and I don`t respond, please don`t freak out (cough, parents). You can text my phone email if there is some kind of emergency though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for trips!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3180900664645688003?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3180900664645688003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3180900664645688003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3180900664645688003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3180900664645688003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-off.html' title='Taking off'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6591777590399109190</id><published>2008-09-24T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:25:18.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Pics</title><content type='html'>are right &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/Tokyo#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-I decided to try out this music player. I have really random taste in music so you might be thinking "uhhh this is quite a random playlist!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6591777590399109190?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6591777590399109190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6591777590399109190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6591777590399109190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6591777590399109190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/tokyo-pics.html' title='Tokyo Pics'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3927870798622716756</id><published>2008-09-23T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:01:39.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SNj0Py_CNWI/AAAAAAAACHw/XJeIL0a4snc/s1600-h/IMG_3450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SNj0Py_CNWI/AAAAAAAACHw/XJeIL0a4snc/s400/IMG_3450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249213917921686882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Taken from Tokyo Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Tokyo today. It was a really fun trip. I thought it was a pretty cool city. I went to Ginza, Shibuya (where the busiest pedestrian intersection in the world is), Harajuku, Tokyo Tower (looks pretty much like the Eiffel Tower--just taller-coincidence? I think not, silly competitive Japan), and saw some night life. I was going to go to the fish market (apparently the biggest fishmarket in the world) but you have to wake up around 4am to do so...and it just didn't happen haha. Unfortunately, on Sunday which is a good day to see all the crazies, it was pouring rain so I didn't get to see too much of that dress up as anime character scene, or what not. But since I see a little of that here and there I get the point. It was much nicer weather on Monday though, thankfully, so I was glad to get some good views of the city (I'll post more pics when I feel like uploading).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I think Tokyo is a little overrated. I guess it is overrated in the sense that all of Japan is overrated--based on the image most people who have never been to Japan have of Japan. Everyone thinks Japan is Tokyo, and that Tokyo is this massive, futuristic, crowded city. But that is partly wrong. First of all, most of Japan is nature and non city. Second of all, Tokyo is just the same as NYC or probably London, etc. Just more compact and therefore more crowded. I guess my POV is a little jaded since I live in a large city in Japan already. Fukuoka is not close to the size of Tokyo, but it still has much of what Tokyo has, just on a smaller scale. So, maybe my perception of Tokyo is a bit different than someone who has never been to Japan's perception would be, as all that "omg that crazy Japanese stuff" doesn't really phase me because I see it every day. But, besides that, at the end of the day, Tokyo is just any other big city-full of overpriced shopping and restaurants. There isn't a whole lot to really see either besides the usual big city stuff-museums, etc. I think it's more of an "experience" than a sight seeing place. But I also think you can get a lot of that elsewhere here. I guess what I am trying to say is, I am glad I went and saw Tokyo, because I think it is something you should see when you come to Japan, but I don't know if I have a desire to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my interests have a big impact on my impression as well. My parents will be shocked, but I am these days more interested in nature sights/the outdoors rather than shopping or clubbing. Apparently the club scene in Tokyo is good, but since I don't like clubbing, I wouldn't really know/care. Being in Tokyo also really made me realize my appreciation for Fukuoka, and glad I don't live there. Like I said, Fukuoka is not Tokyo by any means, and probably not as "exciting" but the simplicity of it as a big city, and the fact it has a "local" feel makes it really great. To get anywhere in Tokyo, you have to change train lines several times, sit (but most likely stand) on crowded cars for long periods of time, be wary of gropers (it's a HUGE problem, they even have women only cars-which I rode on this morning after a small incident), etc etc. Also, no one lives anywhere near the fun/exciting parts because it is so expensive, so when you go out at night you have to either commit to staying out all night (which can get old) or make the last train at midnight-otherwise you face around a 100 dollar cab fare. I love that I can go out here in Fukuoka, and if I don't make last train (which I hardly ever do), I can either technically walk home in about a half hour or take a cab for less than 20 bucks. We may not have as MANY clubs/restaurants/overpriced shopping centers/museums to choose from, but it is plenty for me. This city really suits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I guess my point is, Tokyo is not really what we as Americans envision it to be. But it is a nice city. So, if you have the opportunity to see it, you definitely should. But please don't plan an entire vacation around it (there is just so much other worthwhile stuff to see here-most underrated/maybe even unknown to the Western public), and if you don't make it to Tokyo, don't deem yourself a failure and kill yourself. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to one of the reasons I am glad I don't live in Tokyo--I had to take the train to the airport alone this morning (the cheapest flight I could get back left at 7:30am so I had to leave around 5:30am to make my flight and I can't blame my friend for not wanting to wake up for that journey haha). I was quite scared about this "adventure" as I had to switch trains several times and it is just so hectic here!!! See below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SNjyZUMkZ_I/AAAAAAAACHg/g2uCyXLPIjU/s1600-h/tokyometro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SNjyZUMkZ_I/AAAAAAAACHg/g2uCyXLPIjU/s400/tokyometro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249211882432391154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only PART of Tokyo's train/metro line... (I was too lazy to upload several maps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SNjzFBDJCDI/AAAAAAAACHo/OJe5CMlsSvY/s1600-h/fukuoka-map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SNjzFBDJCDI/AAAAAAAACHo/OJe5CMlsSvY/s400/fukuoka-map.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249212633206818866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fukuoka's metro line (trains not included, but still you get the point)...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Kyoto this weekend-that I am really excited about. Then my "jet setting" month is coming to an end...traveling every weekend is kind of exhausting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3927870798622716756?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3927870798622716756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3927870798622716756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3927870798622716756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3927870798622716756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/tokyo.html' title='Tokyo'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SNj0Py_CNWI/AAAAAAAACHw/XJeIL0a4snc/s72-c/IMG_3450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6456174852745744678</id><published>2008-09-18T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:05:58.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come</title><content type='html'>I was asked to renew my contract today....dun dun dun. I have to decide what to do by Oct 16. This means...if you have any feedback for me-reasons I should renew/reasons I should come home...please let me know. I can use all the help I can get making a decision like this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I gave in and bought a new train pass. BUT I was told by my student who works for the station that if my old pass turns up, the station will reimburse me if I show them both passes. So...maybe someone has just forgotten to turn it in yet? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6456174852745744678?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6456174852745744678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6456174852745744678&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6456174852745744678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6456174852745744678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7078966096476399199</id><published>2008-09-16T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:33:55.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of THOSE days</title><content type='html'>and by that I mean where you want to run off to the bathroom and cry every 10 minutes. Kind of like what I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was probably a sign when I woke up to a ginormous zit on my forehead (TMI, I know). My train pass expired yesterday, so I had to buy a new one for this month this morning (costs about 50 bucks). I get reimbursed from my company for travel expenses, and since I am basically running on fumes until my next payday, I just took money out of my "Tokyo funds" (when I was paid last, I put aside money for Tokyo knowing I would spend it otherwise), and planned on putting the money back when I got reimbursed. Anyway, I bought the new pass, rode the train, went to work, and was in a decent mood, when I realized I needed to give my manager my pass and the receipt so I could get my money back. I went to my purse, found the receipt...but no pass. I checked my pockets and purse about 10 trillion times before concluding I had lost the pass. My manager called the station as well as our building and put my information in, in case someone returned it. The thing is I was somewhat hopeful because people are actually honest here and tend to turn in things they find rather than steal them. Also, my pass is kind of useless to most people, as it can only be used to and from MY station which is only one stop away. It also has my name on it. ANYWAY no one turned it in so far, and I have lost hope, because I think if someone honest had found it, they would have turned it in by now. So I am now out of 50 bucks which I really could have used. Sigh. The problem with my mind, is when something bad happens to me, it likes to then dig up every bad/sad/insecure thought or feeling that possibly exists within me even if it is completely irrelevant to the situation at hand, also I felt like more and more is being asked of me at work, and sometimes it is like "I CAN'T DO EVERYTHING!!!!!!" and just so frustrating/exhausting to think about-- so all that made for a very unfun day...including me having to excuse myself to the bathroom to calm down so I could be socially acceptable to students. =/ Like I have said before, having something like that happen back home is bad, but dealing with it in a foreign country is way worse and harder. You are just so helpless! It's really difficult! I decided to walk home and self reflect lol. I'm giving the "honest" people of Jland one more day, and then I am forking out another 50 bucks for a new one. Boo. Oh, and I also now have to give a presentation to everyone at a work conference in October regarding being successful for a sales thing we do, and now it has been decided that it will be videotaped so all the J staff in the region can see my "ideas" as well. Too bad I don't even have much to say! I am just wondering how I am going to fill the 10-15 minute time slot they gave me (that's a LONG TIME to stand in front of everyone and talk!!!)! Is this a reward for being successful??? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7078966096476399199?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7078966096476399199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7078966096476399199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7078966096476399199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7078966096476399199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of THOSE days'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-1545112166076368113</id><published>2008-09-15T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T05:22:34.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iki</title><content type='html'>Well, despite the report of thunderstorms and typhoons, I decided to bite the bullet and go to Iki as planned. I am glad I did because once again the weather prediction was pretty off. It did rain a bit and was overcast, but nothing too dramatic. We were still able to do a lot, just not the beach thing. So I am planning to go back at some point in the future to get the rest of the island experience. Sunday morning, I took a ferry from Hakata to Iki. It takes about 2 hours, so I took some photos of the journey and psuedo nap on the deck. Then, my friends met me at the harbor (they had gone over the night before). Last time they went, they made friends with some local guys, so the guys were really nice and drove us everywhere and paid for a lot of things for us. Anyway, we then went fishing! We caught a lot of fish, as well as TONS of fugu (blowfish). Obviously you can't eat fugu unless you are trained how to prepare it, so we had to keep throwing them back...at first it was exciting to catch a fugu because we could make them puff up (and by the way, they really look like frogs), but after the 18th time of catching a stupid fugu instead of an edible fish, we were over them. The fisherman who took us fishing just started tossing them on the bottom of the boat. It was really fun though, and we later BBQed the fish and also made sashimi with some of the larger ones. It was great eating fresh fish you caught yourself! We also wanted some other stuff for the BBQ so we went to a butcher to get meat. The nice thing about being on a rural island is everything is so fresh. You can't just go to a grocery store and buy prepackaged meat. Japanese beef is excellent...but also VERY expensive. We wound up paying about $90 for the meat!!! It was kind of worth it though, it was like butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we were going to go to the beach, and then maybe an onsen (hot spring). But, it was raining all morning, so one of the guys we made friends with came and picked us up and took us to onsen. It was my first time. It was a great experience, and totally relaxing. There are all these natural pools of water in different temperatures, and the water is full of minerals so it is really good for your body/skin. Me and my friends had the entire onsen to ourselves, so it was nice considering you are naked (men and women use different onsen). The feeling of going from a really hot onsen to a cold one and then to a sauna was just really incredible for my body and also very therapeutic. I recommend them to everyone =). Then, we went to lunch, and then did a little bit of sight seeing before heading to the ferry terminal. I just couldn't get over how green the island was! There is a giant rock that is the shape of a monkey. It is completely natural, so it is kind of crazy! I just wish the weather was a bit sunnier so the water would have been more blue, but what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend I am off to Tokyo! I can't believe how busy I have been lately! It's a lot of fun though =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see Iki pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/IkiIsland#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I did my best to caption them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-1545112166076368113?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/1545112166076368113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=1545112166076368113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1545112166076368113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/1545112166076368113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/iki.html' title='Iki'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-8783437895450403063</id><published>2008-09-09T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:35:17.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SMaWz24W7mI/AAAAAAAABw4/6qFrDCh5-cA/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SMaWz24W7mI/AAAAAAAABw4/6qFrDCh5-cA/s400/spaceball.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244044633768914530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be camping here, Iki Island, this weekend! Who knew gorgeous beaches were only a 40 dollar, 2 hour ferry ride away ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SMaXXrQlfyI/AAAAAAAABxA/yyMc2aSq9sw/s1600-h/DSCF0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SMaXXrQlfyI/AAAAAAAABxA/yyMc2aSq9sw/s400/DSCF0668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244045249124597538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-I just found out in Oita Prefecture, which is a gorgeous part of Japan about two hours away that is famous for onsen (hot springs), there is an "African Safari" animal park, and you can hold and feed baby lions and tigers!!!! I will be heading over there as soon as possible ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-8783437895450403063?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/8783437895450403063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=8783437895450403063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8783437895450403063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8783437895450403063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/ps.html' title='PS'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SMaWz24W7mI/AAAAAAAABw4/6qFrDCh5-cA/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-8680332605671433537</id><published>2008-09-08T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:35:52.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing too special</title><content type='html'>going on over here...but just felt like writing a little something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend went by way too fast! We had a school party on Saturday. We hadn't had one since my welcoming, so it's been a while. I may have already explained how parties work in Japan, but whatever, I'll explain again. There is never just one party. We started the first party at a small izakaya (Japanese restaurant/bar), and it was kind of cool because everyone paid 3500円 (about $35), except us because we are special, and it was all you could eat/drink. As in your table could order literally anything they wanted on the menu. So it was a good opportunity for me to try some foods I have been putting off for various reasons. Like, Motsunabe. Nabe is like a kind of stewish meal that is cooked on the table in front of you...motsu is cow stomach =) mmmm. Hence why I wasn't so into trying it before, but everyone kept saying how delicious it is, so I finally made a table order me some. It wasn't so bad. I usually hate intestine/organ stuff, but this didn't have the same texture so it was OK. Ok, I am way off topic. Anyway, we played a game that I concocted. It was a "bingo scavenger hunt" where the teams had to ask other teams if they had the items on their cards (like in their purse/pockets/whatever). We made it ridiculously hard by putting the most random things on ever--like a bottle of honey for example, but somehow people got bingo. Then,  we headed over for the second party, at a different izakaya. Usually after the first party, the crowd gets halved, but everyone was having a good time so maybe 75% of the original party went. The second party is always a bit more relaxed because we, the staff, aren't as obligated to socialize with everyone. However, I had a blast running around drinking and eating with different tables and taking funny pictures with them. Then, we went to the third party, which usually has like four-five people, yet we had around 12-15 (this is now maybe 2am), and kept eating and drinking. By then I was tired and out of money so I went home, but a bunch of people still carried through to a FOURTH party to sing karaoke until the first train was running. Anyway, our students are great. Japanese people sure love to drink--even if they are horrible at handling alcohol. It was a lot of fun. It's things like this that I like about Japan and wish existed in The States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Speaking of America--this election is kind of getting silly. Maybe I am just getting the news in a weird way here in Jland, but the coverage/topics that are covered are more like TMZ/Perez Hilton material than a reputable PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-8680332605671433537?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/8680332605671433537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=8680332605671433537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8680332605671433537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/8680332605671433537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing-too-special.html' title='Nothing too special'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4568389016013111419</id><published>2008-09-03T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:22:50.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/asia/japan/2449462/Japan-earthquake-Fears-as-fire-hits-northern-city-of-Hachinohe.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4568389016013111419?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4568389016013111419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4568389016013111419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4568389016013111419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4568389016013111419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3663524510178336300</id><published>2008-09-03T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:19:15.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTHQUAKE!!!!</title><content type='html'>I just officially experienced my first Japanese earthquake tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, it wasn't all that exciting. Literally a milisecond before the shaking started, I heard a loud boom from the apt above me, so I figured my obnoxious (more to come on that another time) neighbor dropped something ridiculously heavy. BUT when my friend who lives across town messaged me and said his entire apt building was shaking, I realized it was an actual earthquake. Obviously because of above explanation, it wasn't very big. More like an aftershock...but that makes me wonder if a) a bigger one is coming? or b) There was a big one and we just got the end ripple of it. Guess I'll have to wait for the news tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3663524510178336300?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3663524510178336300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3663524510178336300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3663524510178336300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3663524510178336300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/09/earthquake.html' title='EARTHQUAKE!!!!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6946999565898472370</id><published>2008-08-31T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:52:16.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinions needed!!</title><content type='html'>So...in a very hypothetical way...if YOU were to plan around a four week backpacking trip, where would YOU go? And...let's say you really wanted to explore a country as much as possible, so you don't want to jump around too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China/Tibet&lt;br /&gt;China/Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam/Thailand/Laos&lt;br /&gt;India&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's hear it. Where would you go and why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6946999565898472370?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6946999565898472370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6946999565898472370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6946999565898472370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6946999565898472370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/opinionsadvice-needed.html' title='Opinions needed!!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2464924832791455588</id><published>2008-08-30T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:47:15.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another reason why Japanese elevators suck...</title><content type='html'>Something I forgot to mention in last night's entry that a dream I had reminded me of (OK, how weird does that sound...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my coworker told me that the service elevator we usually take at night to take out the trash...broke. I mean, at around 9 or 10 am that day, people were taking it from the second floor and it literally dropped to the basement!! I am assuming everyone was OK because there weren't a million Japanese people running around freaking out, but how scary is that?? To free fall for 3 stories?? The scariest part is I work on the NINTH floor and take that elevator almost every night....I don't want to even think about what would happen if the elevator decided to drop and let me free fall all the way down to the basement...like that scene in Speed. Told you, Japanese technology isn't what it's cracked up to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2464924832791455588?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2464924832791455588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2464924832791455588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2464924832791455588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2464924832791455588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-reason-why-japanese-elevators.html' title='Another reason why Japanese elevators suck...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2052874110581311594</id><published>2008-08-30T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T06:18:29.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overreliance</title><content type='html'>I just spent the past five days without a computer due to a really nasty virus basically giving my computer AIDS. I have had plenty of computer related mishaps in my lifetime to understand how overreliant I am on my computer/the internet (especially in university around finals!). However, this week I REALLY realized how utterly important a computer is to me here...it is my lifeline to the world!!! I have the "internet" on my cell phone here, so I can check gmail and facebook (sort of), but it just isn't the same! I use the internet to keep on top of my shows, to read the news, and obviously to keep in touch with everyone! It would be impossible to live here without a computer. Let us hope this never happens again while I am here (ie I just installed an anti virus program--something I sort of neglected to have on my computer for the past year and a half...oops). I am just grateful my coworker speaks computer and was able to fix it (I can just imagine myself at a computer store trying to gesture out my problems)! He also supposedly saved my pictures and music, but at this moment I am unsure where they are? Now I just have that joyful task of redownloading/installing everything I can, except I was super prepared and brought like nothing with me, so I am not sure how I will be getting back some programs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over this week, in search of amusement, I actually turned on my TV. I seriously hate Japanese TV because it is a bunch of lame slapstick game shows (exactly that stuff you watch on youtube as a joke). It's so obnoxious it gives me a headache. BUT, my apartment has a satellite package included in my rent, and I discovered this channel that shows all the popular US dramas (CSI, Alias, Lost, etc) --of course like at least one season behind lol--as well as some movies. Most of it is in Japanese, but some shows are in English with subtitles. So that was at least a little useful. I also started a book my friend sent me in...May, I think =) Better late than never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so incredibly busy (and on the tightest budget ever) this upcoming month!&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lineup so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 6-Work party&lt;br /&gt;Weekend of September 13-Camping on Iki Island (sub-tropical island off Nagasaki)&lt;br /&gt;Weekend of September 20- TOKYO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Weekend of September 27-KYOTO/NARA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2052874110581311594?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2052874110581311594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2052874110581311594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2052874110581311594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2052874110581311594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/over-reliance.html' title='Overreliance'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-5953666970986189334</id><published>2008-08-25T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:19:10.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On that note...</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know a thing or two about computers????? I really really don't want to have to venture into a Japanese computer store and try to explain my problem =/. However, it might have to happen as my computer pretty much has AIDS at this point. I have a full extensive explanation of what is going on, that I tried to post on one of those "computer help" forums...only to find I can't post anything (part of my computer's problem)...so if you or someone you know might be able to fix my problem, please let me know and I'll email you the details =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-5953666970986189334?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/5953666970986189334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=5953666970986189334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5953666970986189334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5953666970986189334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-that-note.html' title='On that note...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2612789927189035754</id><published>2008-08-25T04:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T04:39:01.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F for Frustration</title><content type='html'>I am very frustrated for two reasons right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I somehow downloaded a really dreadful virus onto my computer. Fast forward to about 6 hours of annoyance and clicking later, and it is somewhat maintained, yet some stuff is still screwed up on my computer. LOVELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I just got a revised quote for a flight to Thailand over my winter holiday...and looks like I won't be going there anytime around then! Unfortunately, with my job, I get set dates off. I can't pick and choose when I get holiday, and of course I get the actual New Years week off making it RIDICULOUSLY expensive to fly there (the ending price was somewhere around 1,200 USD--no thank you!). This also just kind of opened my eyes and made me realize it would cost this much to fly there/anywhere during ANY of my holidays. You have to travel overseas during off season. Too bad I don't get it off! So, although after Okinawa I started looking more into staying an extra six months for traveling purposes, I am now slowly drifting back to only staying until April, as I am not going to pay ridiculous traveling prices. I think either way I will put off S. East Asia until after my contract is up and then maybe take a trip there before coming home. This is all so frustrating though! So, now for New Years I think I am going to try to go to Korea and China. The ferry to Korea from my city isn't too expensive, and you can actually take ferries to China as well. So screw airfare! UGH. So anyway, back to me staying or going home, what are all of your opinions? Is it worth it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2612789927189035754?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2612789927189035754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2612789927189035754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2612789927189035754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2612789927189035754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/f-for-frustration.html' title='F for Frustration'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4801548348737593276</id><published>2008-08-24T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T09:51:53.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is light at the end of the tunnel</title><content type='html'>as in the weather is actually COOL &amp;amp; PLEASANT! I have been sitting here with my slider open all day and air conditioner off! You have no idea how exciting this is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4801548348737593276?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4801548348737593276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4801548348737593276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4801548348737593276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4801548348737593276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-is-light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='There is light at the end of the tunnel'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-529612034041348124</id><published>2008-08-19T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T07:50:47.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well thats the last time</title><content type='html'>I go running at 11 pm at night. Not because I saw any creepy Japanese hoodlums (do they even exist??)--there were more police officers out patrolling the streets than normal people--but because I ran through about 5 spider webs. And then every time proceeded to probably look like some crazy white girl trying to dance like she was in an 80s video, as I was freaking out and afraid a spider was on me somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-529612034041348124?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/529612034041348124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=529612034041348124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/529612034041348124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/529612034041348124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-thats-last-time.html' title='Well thats the last time'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6421480199153397299</id><published>2008-08-18T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T03:45:17.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sounds of Summer</title><content type='html'>When I hear crickets, I think summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Japan, they hear cicadas, they think summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a cicada, you ask? You probably have your browser open enough to already see the picture of the disgusting enormous bug. That my friends, is a cicada. They are the bugs that live in the ground and come out every 7 years in the Washington DC area. Lucky for me, they come out EVERY summer in Japan! How special! Crickets make that charming chirpingish sound. Cicadas live in the trees and make this awful static mating sound all day and all night long. In fact, when they first started emerging, I was running in the park and thought my ipod was malfunctioning the sound was so harsh on my ears. Oh, and while I was running underneath trees I felt drops of what I thought was water on me. I was later informed that they pee or spit on you or something like that from the trees, so I now make sure to stay away from any known tree. The crickets are finally starting to take over, making summer evenings more pleasant, and the lovely cicada music is slowly drifting away. HOWEVER it is drifting away because they are dying and now leaving their disgusting dead bodies all over the freaking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is my blurb on cicadas. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SKlRs5Z9MRI/AAAAAAAABwQ/YwkFvdJB3o8/s1600-h/2206033840_334e0e339a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SKlRs5Z9MRI/AAAAAAAABwQ/YwkFvdJB3o8/s400/2206033840_334e0e339a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235805873560695058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6421480199153397299?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6421480199153397299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6421480199153397299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6421480199153397299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6421480199153397299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/sounds-of-summer.html' title='The Sounds of Summer'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SKlRs5Z9MRI/AAAAAAAABwQ/YwkFvdJB3o8/s72-c/2206033840_334e0e339a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-24314526078964098</id><published>2008-08-16T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:48:50.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J clubbing</title><content type='html'>I went to see a famous Japanese house DJ last night-Masanori Morita. He's DJed with Tiesto and other big DJs before internationally, so I guess he is kind of a big deal. I don't usually listen to house music but it was a lot of fun, and he was awesome. We spotted him before his gig at the bar. My friend was doing her "shy Japanese" thing so she didn't want to go talk to him. So, I did my "I don't know any better because I am a foreigner" thing and just walked up to him and started talking haha. He was actually really cool and spoke pretty good English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing in Japan is interesting. I mean, I hardly ever go clubbing period, so maybe I am just ignorant, but clubs are almost like concerts here. Everyone dances to the DJ. Not with their friends in groups ("I just wanna dance!"). You could technically go to a club alone and be OK. We got pretty close and there was even a mosh pit like thing at the front so we backed off because I didn't feel like having my feet stomped off. And of course, there were glow sticks! Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-24314526078964098?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/24314526078964098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=24314526078964098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/24314526078964098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/24314526078964098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/j-clubbing.html' title='J clubbing'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-3329021861897219451</id><published>2008-08-15T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:46:45.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah, one more thing...</title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention in my last post that flying domestically (at least) in Japan is such a joke! I was never once asked for my ID. I even tried handing it over and they looked at me like "why are you putting that in my face?" It definitely made flying super easy and convenient....yet how safe is that really??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-3329021861897219451?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/3329021861897219451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=3329021861897219451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3329021861897219451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/3329021861897219451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-yeah-one-more-thing.html' title='Oh yeah, one more thing...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7854120543107452145</id><published>2008-08-15T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:12:54.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okinawa</title><content type='html'>I got back last night and had an absolute blast! The people there were so friendly and relaxed, the air was so fresh, and the island was so beautiful (much prettier than Hawaii or Mexico I think)--it was really a nice change from Fukuoka. However, since the cities were kind of run down, it gave the illusion I was in a cheap developing country...except nope, still expensive Japan =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent one night in Naha-the biggest city in Okinawa. Not too much to do there, but we saw Shuri Castle which is a replica of an Okinawan culture castle (pre-Japan take over). The problem with most castles, etc in Japan is they have all been destroyed at some point due to wars, etc. So, a lot of them are replicas. It was still interesting though. Then, we spent the rest of the day/night exploring Kokusaidori Street, which had a lot of bars, shops, and restaurants. I was really excited to eat tacos and other Western style food. In Japan, they are obsessed with food. Every part of Japan is "famous" for some kind of food. Like Fukuoka is famous for ramen, etc. Okinawa is famous for it's pork soba noodles and taco rice--literally like a taco on rice-so good! Okinawa is also famous for snake wine...which is literally a big jug of wine with snake venom in it...and an entire snake coiled up. I tried some at a bar. It was really strong, but not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we took the bus to Nago for the rest of the trip-the N part of the island. Our hostel was literally on the beach and literally a shack. So, we were practically camping the whole time, it was so awesome. The people at the hostel were all Japanese, but were very friendly, so we spent every night hanging out with them and drinking on the beach. Near Nago, there is an entertainment park that has a beautiful beach, dolphin tanks, and Japan's most famous aquarium. We actually spent two days there because there was so much to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday we went to Sesoko Island, a little island you take a bridge to, and that was the highlight of my trip. The water there was so blue-like koolaid- it looked fake. My camera couldn't really do anything justice. I still can't get over it. We went on a snorkeling tour there, and I am sad I wasn't able to take pictures because it was incredible. I saw some amazing fish. They gave us fish food so the fish would swim right up to you. Then, we had to walk back all the way over the bridge because there were no taxis, but that wound up being great because we caught the sunset and it was just unreal. We returned, and our hostel was throwing a beach bbq party for one of their coworkers so we joined in and partied with the locals. It was a GREAT way to finish off the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather forecast said thunder showers all week, but it only rained a little the last day when we were leaving. We had beautiful weather the entire time. Apparently it rained here all week in Fukuoka, so it looks like I really got lucky! So hard to come home though! It was really a perfect trip, and JUST what I needed! My urge to travel has just been kicked up 18 notches though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took 634 pictures (yeah, I know), but in case you are really bored or interested, you can see them here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/1stDayInOkinawa?authkey=3zxI49oGFh4"&gt;Album 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/Okinawa1?authkey=mL2uw3Wl1xw"&gt;Album 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/Okinawa2?authkey=8d0TAxEE5CI"&gt;Album 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/Okinawa3?authkey=MRpqk9YiGeE"&gt;Album 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lindsaymalter/Okinawa4?authkey=zdtgyuauc3Y"&gt;Album 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7854120543107452145?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7854120543107452145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7854120543107452145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7854120543107452145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7854120543107452145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/okinawa.html' title='Okinawa'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-4568094576681538883</id><published>2008-08-09T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:44:32.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Random</title><content type='html'>I needed someone's number, so I dug my US phone out of my "all purpose" drawer. It looked and felt so weird! It was like I was holding a Barbie phone or something, my Japanese phone is SO much bigger and heavier! I took a picture for comparison,  but I don't think it really does the comparison justice. But you can at least see the difference in screen size. It's a shame I don't really use my phone's cool features, like high pixel camera, TV, and MP3 player...I just use it to call, text, and check my email. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SJ5xmQbaEyI/AAAAAAAAAV0/fn2XjGkDEso/s1600-h/IMG_1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SJ5xmQbaEyI/AAAAAAAAAV0/fn2XjGkDEso/s400/IMG_1830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232744719109985058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 24 hours I will be in Okinawa =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-4568094576681538883?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/4568094576681538883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=4568094576681538883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4568094576681538883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/4568094576681538883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/really-random.html' title='Really Random'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag-ybV-SYB8/SJ5xmQbaEyI/AAAAAAAAAV0/fn2XjGkDEso/s72-c/IMG_1830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6815893179644952840</id><published>2008-08-09T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T05:54:43.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE</title><content type='html'>for nine days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day until Okinawa, and of course like the slacker I am, I have done NOTHING to really prepare for my week long trip, so I will be running around like a mad woman tomorrow getting everything together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares, FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I did just realize I have to wake up around 5 am on Monday to leave for the airport. Ew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6815893179644952840?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6815893179644952840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6815893179644952840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6815893179644952840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6815893179644952840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/free.html' title='FREE'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-7244278757407509072</id><published>2008-08-08T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T08:57:13.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work until you drop dead.</title><content type='html'>This morning, I was trying to explain to a friend why the Japanese work ethic drives me mad. However, I wasn't feeling super articulate or inspired at the moment and couldn't come up with many examples at the time. Yet, one of our awesome students came in for a private lesson with me today, and he is a PERFECT example of this country's work ethic. So for the person I didn't really try very hard to explain it to, and of course everyone else's benefit, here is why I can't stand it (the title is great foreshadowing)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student, who we will just call "Jstudent X" for privacy reasons (ha), is a spitting Japanese image of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005484/"&gt;Alan Thicke&lt;/a&gt; (you know, the dad in Growing Pains). This actually has nothing to do with my point, but I just wanted to share. Anyway, Jstudent X is a businessman who works about 800000000 hours a week. I think studying English is the only non work thing he does, although he is also technically learning it for work...Ok, maybe I am exaggerating a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tad&lt;/span&gt;. But not really. He usually comes to my lessons on Wed nights. I always ask him in the beginning of lesson, "Jstudent X, what did you do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;?" I usually get, "I went to Tokyo." Yes, that is correct. In the morning, he flew to Tokyo, and then flew back to Fukuoka, and then still made it to my lesson, God bless him. He actually goes to Tokyo about 4 times a week for day trips. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suppose&lt;/span&gt; it is kind of like commuting from Ventura County to LA every day in rush hour traffic, but still. Besides these weekly "trips" he then spends the rest of his week minus his one day off taking clients golfing, forcing himself to drink with them (he is in the .000000000000001% of the J population who hates drinking), and other various schmoozing activities. I found out *2 important facts about him today- he gets about 6 holidays off a year-3 in Aug and 3 in Jan, and while all this time I took him for a busy single older businessman, I have just learned he actually has a wife and two teenage kids in Osaka! Who would have thought, since you know, he like...lives in Fukuoka (2+ hours away from Osaka by plane/train) and spends his entire life working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually this is not so uncommon in Japan. I have quite a handful of businessmen students who have families that live in Tokyo...or women who's husbands live far away and only come home to visit maybe once or twice a month. In the States, if you are transferred or get a new job somewhere else, your entire family usually uproots with you...you don't just move and live "by yourself"-more to come in one second on that- and see your family MAYBE once or twice a month.  But, the work ethic is why it is so easy for men to have affairs here. Even if you don't live in an entirely different part of the country than your wife, if you stay out until all hours of the night/don't come home at all because you were out with another woman (girlfriend on the side, random woman, hooker--oh the choices they have!) at a love hotel, she will most likely never suspect or nag you about it, because she will just assume you are working in some way, shape, or form (besides long hours at the office you are also expected to "entertain" your clients which can mean taking them out drinking all night long). Obviously it is even easier if you live in a different region than your wife. Note: I don't think Jstudent X is having an affair just because he is so gosh darn nice, and I don't think he is that kind of person...and I frankly also don't think he honestly has the time! It is all just really sad to me. And for Jstudent X, it is a waste of a nice man's life. (Note-this is just one example of how bad the work ethic is here...I've got all kinds of examples I could use, but then this blog would be too long and no one would read it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I actually learned 1 extra thing about Jstudent X, and I am still hoping this was a loss in translation moment, but I am still keeping it filed away in my "evidence this country lives under a rock" drawer. Our lesson today was about the weather. To finish off the lesson, we did a worksheet asking what he thought the weather was like in different parts of the world. We got to S. Africa and he said "very hot." I knew that, duh, but was trying to stall for time, so I asked why he thought so. He replied that it must be hot  since the black people's skin is so black. Once again, I am hoping there was a loss in translation there...hoping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-7244278757407509072?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/7244278757407509072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=7244278757407509072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7244278757407509072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/7244278757407509072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/work-until-you-drop-dead.html' title='Work until you drop dead.'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-5400373352268644838</id><published>2008-08-07T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:19:54.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expensive and unfair</title><content type='html'>Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where else can you go out for a dinner with six people and rack up a $300 bill by eating three pieces of sashimi (and no...this is not special imported sashimi from Atlantis), two tiny pieces of over-salted chicken, and two (weak) drinks each? Oh wait, I forgot, we also ordered "Chorizo and cheese" obviously impressed with their international menu. What came- four tiny slices of SALAMI and some teeny pieces of gourmet cheese (Mexico and Italy must be the same thing to them). That alone was $13.00. I wouldn't mind SO MUCH handing over my $40 share if I wasn't still starving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughhhh. I miss Yardhouse =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am now in a Japanese company COMMERCIAL (kind of refer to last post). More to come on that later... I am tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-5400373352268644838?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/5400373352268644838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=5400373352268644838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5400373352268644838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/5400373352268644838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/expensive-and-unfair.html' title='Expensive and unfair'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-2372287429898437910</id><published>2008-08-06T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:16:01.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plomotion</title><content type='html'>No, that is not a typo. Just an example of a stereotypical Japanese person's mistake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my schedule and that was in the middle of my lunch break for tomorrow. I asked my manager what she meant by "plomotion." She told me a camera man is coming to take more pictures of me tomorrow. Oh...pRomotion! (Actually I figured that out quickly, I just liked teasing her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just funny sometimes how some things wind up being translated into English. A lot of it always catches me off guard, but at this point I have gotten used to hearing odd things and instantly making the connection with what was meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite, and this STILL catches me off guard, is "Are you OK?" Someone, down the line, must have taught someone at my branch that "Are you OK?" = "How are you?" I used to get asked that ALL the time in the beginning and it would make me stop dead in my tracks in horror that I didn't look happy enough or was making a bad face without realizing it. Because, to me at least, "Are you Ok?" is a question you ask someone when something seems wrong. We have done a bit damage control in correcting this, but I still hear it sometimes, and although I now know what is meant, it still catches me off guard every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example, a few weeks ago my manager and assistant manager were going to take me around to businesses and have me say "Hi" in English while they offered them discounts for lessons. My manager told me, "Lindsay, I want you to smile!" And I was thinking to myself..."Have I not been smiling when I do promotional (plomotional-ha) events???" Then, I realized she meant she wanted me to be "exciting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, there are these set phrases Japanese people just LOVE, yet seem sooo cheesy to me. Yet, I find myself tossing them in all over the place with new student interviews, counsellings, or even lessons, just because I know they LOVE to hear it! Even if it doesn't really apply to what we are directly talking about. I am also starting to use them in my own conversations out of habit. Catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do your best." -You can say this to anyone/anywhere and they will give you a determined face and nod in firm agreement, if you're lucky maybe even make a fighting fist. It doesn't matter if you are coaching them to be more enthusiastic about English, or they told you they wanted to buy a pair of shoes. For some reason, it always works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's study!" or "Let's study together!" (the cheesiest). Honestly, if someone in the US said that to me if I was looking into taking a class, I would be weirded out. But here, they LOVE it (but then again they also like cow intestine soup). Once again, you can just toss it in anywhere. New student interview, a letter to a continuously absent student, a student who HAS been studying with you religiously, a stranger on the street...yeah they love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-2372287429898437910?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/2372287429898437910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=2372287429898437910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2372287429898437910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/2372287429898437910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/plomotion.html' title='Plomotion'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6016239844696255800</id><published>2008-08-04T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:32:02.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My short blurb on anime</title><content type='html'>Today I would like to talk to you about anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very adamant back home about disliking anime. I am still not the biggest fan, but it has grown on me a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tad&lt;/span&gt; since I have been here. By a tad, I mean movies by one director that is. Before I go into that, I will explain why I hated it/still don't like a lot of it here. I found anime back home to be obnoxious and the animation style was less than desirable to watch...not to mention it is a notorious hobby for geek-dom/Japanophiles. In fact I remember I had this other version of The Little Mermaid when I was little, and watched it so much the tape broke, and then was a little saddened to later be told it was anime. I also don't care for much of it here, because it is very pornographic in many cases. Lots of bondagey things. Just gross (and this is coming from like afternoon cartoons kids watch). On the other side of that, you also can't go into a convenience store without walking by a display of pornographic anime magazines (how anyone could be aroused by a cartoon beats me...oh wait I probably pass by a foreigner or two every day who is-was that mean?). So that is why I dislike it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what I DO like, and I have really started to explore are Hayao Miyazaki movies. Whenever the topic of favorite movies/cartoons/whatever gets brought up in class, students are always raving about them and ask me if I've seen them. Finally I looked them up on &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0594503/"&gt;IMDB&lt;/a&gt; and felt kind of dumb. Miyazaki is like Japanese Disney-except better I think. In fact Disney has retranslated a lot of his movies and released them in the states. Why I felt dumb-because it turns out I have seen quite a few. Chances are you have too. Some of his movies have been nominated for Oscars in the past, like Spirited Away, etc. So lately when I am laying low, I have been watching some of them, rewatching the few I've seen(I remember my mom actually rented one of his most famous ones-My Neighbor Totoro (English title)- for me and my sister when I was little-the fact I have barely ever watched anime in my life gifts me with the ability to remember every single one I have seen), and I am kind of blown away. His movies are so much better than Disney movies! Even if you don't care about the story that much-although some are so touching they've made me cry a little, the animation is just INCREDIBLE. It's art! And that says a lot coming from someone who dislikes anime and also doesn't have much to say about animation, period. I highly recommend watching them, though. Look at the link to see the list of his movies-but like I said, chances are you have seen one or two in the past somehow. A lot of famous people do the voices for the English versions as well. Ok, that was my short blurb on anime. I needed to talk about it sooner or later. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6016239844696255800?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6016239844696255800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6016239844696255800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6016239844696255800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6016239844696255800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-short-blurb-on-anime.html' title='My short blurb on anime'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-527987934476977822</id><published>2008-08-03T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T08:39:33.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>カタカナ</title><content type='html'>I am finally sitting down and actually studying Japanese. Although through osmosis and some very very light studying I have learned maybe 1/2 the katakana (the title of this entry by the way) alphabet, I decided it is time I actually LEARN it, so I bought a book.  Katakana is one of the three (yes 3) Japanese writing systems. It is one of the most useful to learn because it is used to say western "borrowed" words, so most menus and other practical everyday things are written in katakana. The alphabet is all syllables that are all pronounced evenly in each word-unlike in English where we only pronounce part of the syllables (besides exeptions). Many words can sound VERY similar to the English/whatever western language word it was taken from, just with the Japanese style sounds (saying the words you pretty much just sound like you have a very thick Japanese accent while trying to speak English to give a better picture). However, you have to know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; how to say it for it to sound that way. This is difficult sometimes because if the katakana is for two words...like "iced coffee" for example, there is no space/break in the writing like you are used to, so it is up to you to decide where a word starts and ends, that can be more difficult than it sounds. That is the fun part of studying? In the book there are lists of vocabulary and I have been covering up the answer and trying to read the word/figure out what it is. I feel like a retard because I am sitting there sounding it out in every breaking way I can and still have no clue, then I look at the answer and I'm like...OH. Hmm. OK. Then say it again, and it instantly sounds pretty much like the western word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an example:&lt;br /&gt;ク リ ア&lt;br /&gt;ク=ku (like coo in cool)&lt;br /&gt;リ=ri (re in read)&lt;br /&gt;ア=a (sounds like "uh")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now try sounding it out. Ku-Ri-A...so naturally I sat there trying to guess this one. My best best was Korea (think about it). Check the answer...OH! CLEAR! DUHHHH. (Except ummmm kuria=clear?? What??). But then try saying it again, it will instantly sound close to "clear" because now you know how the syllables should be pronounced/how quickly they should be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my favorite surprise word:&lt;br /&gt;イ  エ  ス&lt;br /&gt;イ=I (like "ee")&lt;br /&gt;エ= E (like aye)&lt;br /&gt;ス= Su (like sue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does that wind up sounding like? Eeaysu? Wtf word is that???&lt;br /&gt;This one stumped me. Then I looked at the answer: JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;??????????????&lt;br /&gt;But then I read the footnote and saw it is taken from the Portuguese version that starts with "ye" but there is no "ye" sound in Japanese meaning "I" is the next best sound. OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So although some katakana is very very similar to English, it sure takes a bit of understanding to really get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way- my name is リンジ&lt;br /&gt;(Ri-n-ji)&lt;br /&gt;Very close to Lindsay, huh? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-I hope you can all see the actual Japanese symbols in this?? I have the Japanese language pack installed on my windows....otherwise I pretty much wrote this entry for nothing. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-527987934476977822?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/527987934476977822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=527987934476977822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/527987934476977822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/527987934476977822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='カタカナ'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450326184643910896.post-6212501186492558198</id><published>2008-08-02T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:58:38.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know</title><content type='html'>This has been such an exhausting past few weeks for me, physically and mentally. So many things crawling around in my head. So much inspiration. So many plans. So many realizations. So much work. So tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is also my way of apologizing if I have come off negative lately. My brain and body is simply on over drive and it's hard to handle sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I am grateful for the weekend just so I can recharge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450326184643910896-6212501186492558198?l=lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/feeds/6212501186492558198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450326184643910896&amp;postID=6212501186492558198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6212501186492558198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450326184643910896/posts/default/6212501186492558198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsayinjapan.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
