so, here’s the thing: i got to japan. basically the second my feet hit the ground, i got sick and don’t remember much after that. there was a trip to the hospital, some nights where i couldn’t swallow, and a few days where i didn’t eat- and then there was the morning that i shed some tears and was just about resolved to purchase a very expensive ticket for a flight home…but then, somehow, between not passing out after getting out of bed this morning and being so upset that i couldn’t remember one measly reason why i had even wanted to come to japan in the first place, it got a little better. i talked with some of my best friends at home, saw some familiar faces greet me this morning and ask me how i was doing, opened my windows and took a walk around the block (somehow…my legs still worked!! imagine that.), and did some research- i actually ate a full meal. two of them. and here i am. updating my blog for the first time in 6 days, eating the best dessert i’ve ever had, and preparing for a full night’s sleep so that maybe, just maybe, i’ll be able to join my group tour of a samurai movie set tomorrow. keep your fingers crossed…
anyway, from what i can remember, here’s what’s happened so far (the highs…and the lows):
-i bought a neck pillow and an expensive new book.
-i boarded a plane and refused to check my watch for some 14-odd hours until it landed on the other side of the world, in japan.
-converted every last american dollar i had to yen in the airport.
-spent a lengthy amount of time, twiddling our thumbs in said airport.
-met my sweet, lovely roommate and spent the first night in japan, in a hotel not far from the airport.
-was tempted, the next day, with the promise of visiting Hello Kitty World (HELLO!! is that not what i came to japan to do!!??)…which we didn’t.
-visited, instead, the high fashion shopping district of tokyo (oh God…)
-attempted to buy a protective lens cap for my camera at, literally, the largest electronics store i have ever encountered in my life. bought the lens cap. tried it on. had to return the lens cap. should i remind you here that i know a total of 6 japanese phrases, none of which involve “camera” or “can i have my yen back because it’s worth a million US dollars??”? ouch.
-bought a teen fashion magazine! brainstormed. discussed with my japanese professor.
-crashed (HARD) at the hotel that night. the only thing i remember about the next day: a piece of toast for breakfast. an imperial palace that i stumbled through. train stations?? new hotel. cab ride to the hospital. hospital. IV. back to the hotel. hotel bed for what seemed like days? yogurt! bananas. brown gargle-y liquid (that, somehow, did quite a job without ever actually feeling like it was working?). some skype conversations that may or may not have involved some tears.
-AND THEN: “Coming of Age” Day. 2nd Monday in January, of the new year, in Japan. Part of the Happy Monday System. National Holiday. Young male and female 20-somethings who are pledging themselves to be official, respectful adult members of society. Kimonos. Photographs. Lots of shrines and temples. Akin to a “class reunion meets Sweet Sixteen birthday party”. There was an assignment involved, and although I couldn’t drag myself out on the street, into a bus, and across town to witness it firsthand, I did stay back and research. And ate (finally). Japanese-Italian food! What a mix. Then we wrote a paper, had sushi from a conveyor belt, and here I am.
So. Now you know what I’ve been up to.
The long and short of it, anyway.
In many ways, my experience here is just starting even though it is nearly a third of the way through.
Laying in bed, I purposely kept my mind off of dates and times and…my life back home, as much as possible. It would have been unbelievable upsetting to me to fully realize any and all of the above, so I attempted to stay as present as possible and focused on getting better (which, at times, felt like it was nowhere in sight).
At any rate, I’m here to tell you that it was (I think). I have to thank you all for your thoughts and your wishes, both before I left, and since I have arrived, and I would ask that you continue to think of me as I will do of you, while I attempt to make the most of this last leg of the experience.
And I will bring you back souvenirs.
Once I figure out ONE THING to bring back for myself, too.
Missing you all an incredible amount and counting the ways I am thankful for you,
Alexa









