Well, I was back in Japan, for one quick week. Dec 9-16. My first impression was how cold it was. I don’t miss that. At. All!
Aside from dealing with the cold, I wasn’t sure how I would feel returning to a place that held so many memories for me. A place that, until this trip, I still considered as my only real home. Living in Tokyo for nine years was the longest time that I’d ever lived in one single city. I moved around every 2-4 years growing up (Dad’s job, as an Operating Engineer), and even college was just 4 short years for me in Phoenix. I’ve considered moving back to Phoenix, too, but I think that I’d be better off exploring somewhere new.
So, here I am left wondering where I actually belong. It’s not Honolulu, Phoenix, and it’s probably not Washington, either (though I haven’t tried Seattle). I’d like to take the cats and move to Los Angeles next summer and try it out there, but will the city of angels feel like home, or will I still be consumed with a sense of not having found my place yet?
I think that I adore the idea of planets full of alien societies because I’ve never felt like I belong anywhere on Earth. I have three cats to conside, though, and moving is stressful for them so I probably should just put down roots somewhere and travel instead of move. Right?
But back to Japan!!
I took a lot of photos (not as many as I’d have liked because it was COLD and Jamie just doesn’t function in the cold very well. Maybe that’s something to work on. Anyways, the flight from Honolulu to Japan was 9 1/2 hours long and in the sun the entire time. We left early in the morning and arrived in the afternoon the next day. There were rainbows happening outside, though!
Other than that, the flight from Hawaii to Tokyo is just a lot of ocean and clouds. Water as far as the eye can see. It’s beautiful in its own way, but to be honest I find it a bit unsettling. If something happened, help would be far, far away.
Surprisingly, the airport wasn’t too cold. I had a sweatshirt and shorts on (with a cat), and I just walked out with that. It felt like it was too cumbersome to dig my coat out of my suitcase.
Here’s what greeted me:
And that was the beginning… of something very special for me. And lots of pictures for you!