It's been a couple of years since I was there teaching "technical / business English and cultural awareness" but sometimes I miss Japan very very much. This even though it was one of the toughest times in my life on several levels, and the job was one of those time, energy, and attention vampires that left little time for much of my own "cultural awareness". I miss my students. I miss Misae at Air's Cafe. I miss seeing Japanese schoolgirls in those cliche uniforms running through Ikebukuro station while carrying (sheathed) swords. I even miss the trains. I miss Minatomirai. I miss Kotesashi.
Someday I'll go back, and order a tequila and ginger ale at Air's Cafe, and tell Misae (if she's not still angry at me) "ii soide masen".
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