Confession: I love summer
OK, everyone, I want to hear your secret confessions…
Mine is – I love summer in Japan. I was born in Sweden, where it gets really really cold in winter, and “summer” is at best one week when the temperature is above 20 degrees. Here in Japan, oh baby, you get humidity, heat (35C?), and it is HOT. I change t-shirts five times a day. There are parts of my body that need soap like all the time. Rule 1: Don’t eat butter (makes you smell) Rule 2: Slow down, you move too fast. Rule 3: Don’t complain, I don’t like it, but I prefer it.
Then there are the typhoons. Storms that somehow gather strength way out in the Pacific. One will hit Tokyo this weekend. It just so happens that this is the very weekend when I will move from my apartment to a nice little house that I found recently. Move. Stuff. Carry. Cardboard boxes. Yikes. Kami-san will help drive the truck from Alishan, but will we be swallowed up by Arakawa River going FLOOD? Hope not.
Internet access just might be slightly dodgy for a week or so, but I promise, I will be back, more stories from Tokyo on their way, and we do love comments here at Metroblogging. Thanks, and domo arigatou gozaimasu!