9am JAPAN TIME
I’M IN JAPAN! the flight was ridiculously long. tediously long. I slept a maximum of 20 minutes maybe. We finally get to Osaka, and it’s like 3pm Saturday Japan Time. It takes us an hour and a half or so to get through Immigration and customs and get luggage and we meet up with the Amity crew. The other teachers are…. well… they’re characters, that’s really the only other way to put it. Lindzy said it best “they’re the kind of people who were on student council.” That explains it. Our trainers take us out for a light meal in the airport while we wait around for the other arrivals who won’t be getting there until 7pm. At this point we’re already zombies. I bought my first pack of Marlboro lights from a Japanese vending machine which cost me 320 yen, which is basically $3.20- amazing. we sit in the smoking section of the resteraunt in the airport where there’s a million extremely cool looking Japanese kids hanging out. Lindzy and I had a field day squealing over how well the boys dressed. We finish our meals and we finally get to board the shuttle bus which will take us to the training centre in Okayama, which is a THREE HOUR BUS RIDE AWAY. yea, we wanted to absolutely die. at this point we’ve been traveling for over 24 hours. I slept the entire bus ride. We get to the training centre only to find out that there’s not enough room for all of us to stay in the dorms there so Lindzy and Kanika are sent with two other girls to stay at a hotel down the street. I wanted to cry. I get roomed with the student council president, yea no, I know, exactly. She’s nice, but I cannot relate to her whatsoever. We shower and go right to bed. I woke up this morning just after 8am Japan time but everyone else is more than likely sleeping. Lindzy and Kanika are supposed to come meet me at my room when they wake up, which I hope is soon because I’m totally sitting in my room being bored. My roommate went to visit some castle that’s near here, but I totally just want to go walk around and look at stores with my ladies. Bad news, I totally don’t have hairspray and I put all my accessories in my other bag that got shipped to my apartment in Okazaki, kill me now. I still cannot believe I’m here. I’m dying for the internet.
