帰り時です
It is almost time to go home.
My year in Japan is almost over. I will miss many things.
BUT! I also look forward to a great many things.
I will miss seeing every woman around me on heels
I look forward to seeing only women that can actually walk on heels wear them
I will miss the good mannered Japanese conscious of what they impose on others
I look forward to being able to properly tell off people that aren’s so conscious of these things
I will miss my travels here
I look forward to travelling a little bit every 2 weeks. Since I now sorta have to 
I will miss eating out 4 times a week
I look forward to a real kitchen and being able to properly cook again.
I will miss the mountains
I look forward to getting home by bike without having to climb 130 metres. EVERY DAY!
I will miss everyone wearing skirts short enough for free upskirt-action every staircase
I look forward to women having legs worth showing again. Damn stickfigures here.
I will miss seeing nice old wooden buildings everywhere.
I look forward to not hitting my head every forking day. And having legroom.
I will miss the attention I get for being 1 of maybe 15 白人(white people) in town
I look forward to people sitting down next to me in a train without thinking I might be dangerous.
I will miss being surrounded by newness
I look forward to rediscovering some of the old I have always enjoyed, friends not the least among these
I will miss the travels
I look forward to completing my studies, [step 2]*, MORE travels.
I will miss the linguistical challenges aswell as the ability to just ignore everything around me because I don’t understand
I look forward to being able to carry a conversation with a lot less effort
I will miss the effciency and coverage of the Tokyo railway/metro system
I look forward to relying on the takarazuka line during wintertime for transport
I will miss someone giving me 15.000 euros to freely spend exploring a country
I look forward to . . . . Yeah, can’t really counter that one.
I will miss all the time I have now to read
I look forward to applying those 2.5-3 hours everyday to other stuff
I will miss the excellent noodles
I look forward to proper bread again
I will miss the fully capable (and then some) airconditioning in every room
I look forward to being in a country that doesn’t keep temperatures above 35 for consecutive months
I will miss playing volleyball every lunch
I look forward to living next to a fully stocked sports centre
I will miss living in the same country as my girlfriend
I look forward to living 700 km closer to her
I will miss my internship and the challenges that came with it
I look forward to being able to be pro-active in projects again
I will miss my working environment where for 8 months noone ever raised their voice in anger or frustration
I look forward to working in a place where I can express my anger and frustration without looking like quite that much of a freak
I will miss having a bath the size of a living room
I look forward to not having to share my bathroom with up to 400 naked Japanese men
I will miss Japan
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* This step is still under development
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Sunburns are clearly our body’s way of telling us we need to hurry up and evolve some fucking armor plating or something.
blablabla blablabla BREAD blablabla
Did you say anything else?
Not just bread.
Real bread
Proper Bread
Not this white, soft wonderbread wanna-be flour product.
Not the baguettes they supply with plastic bags to ensure the crust goes soft.
REAL bread.
Japan may be good at many different things. Judo, Electronics, Manga. But their bakeries suck. Hard
Yeah, that’s what I’m saying. Bread. Mmmh, bread.
IF IT’S GOT DAIRY IT’S NOT BREAD, DAMMIT!
You want anything special for you first breakfast in your homeland and former hometown? We can provide you with croissants, freshly baked rolls (you father than has to get up early) or wholemeat bread.
Oh Aelle, do you eat a special kind of bread? We have a special greenshop, so just order and I’ll have a look aroud. I do have about a month.
Wouter it will be so good to have you back in Holland. We do need our children to keep us sharp, or we become dreary old parents.
Have a good last week and hope you will find out when you land on Schiphol.
Love you,
Ina
Oh yeah, do you keep on writng blog’s? It has been very entertaining.
To Aële :I would ask exactly the same questions…what kind of bread would you like? (remenber that most of the bakeries are closed on monday…) and also what kind of fruit ?
Nice to see you soon!
Oh thanks for asking, Ina! I love all breads, as long as they are vegan (but I don’t think breads in Holland typically contain milk products, do they?) and as long as it doesn’t taste sweet (which often goes together with the first condition).
Mum: anything as long as it’s in big quantities. Like, I want to spend a couple days eating nothing but fruit and baguette.
Safe yearney home both of you
Can someone tell me the flightnumber for wally’s flight so we can find him in Schiphol…it’s a big place you now… Otherwise I have to bother Jennifer for his parents’number