Look at him isn’t he the happiest man in the whole world?
Watching the dusk in Yokohama with a nice girl lying next to you in the grass, there is not much to add to the observation of these two passerbys. After hearing that we just look at each other and laughed in surprise. It was a great day, just as many other days lately.
In this last month my Japanese finally became good enough to understand simple conversations and talk to my friends in Japanese most of the time. Yes Japanese is a hard language to learn and outside of Japan it is most likely not very helpful, but all this is more than compensated by my friends, that repay my every effort trice.
In the last week I had a guy crying at my shoulder and a girl tell me she had sore muscles in her face from laughing so much.
Indeed these were great and happy days, some of the best I’ve ever had. Sure the nail that sticks out will be hammered in — or break in the process — but the more you are embedded in the Japanese wood the more fun it becomes. Maybe after a few years, when you still stick out a little bit, it will become bothersome, but for now I’m very much looking forward to coming back.
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