By way of explanation...

Last time I was in Japan lots of people wanted to know what it was "really like" over there. Trouble is, by the time I came home to explain, I'd forgotten most of the small moments that make the experience in another country so different and sometimes odd. So I'll just use this space to relate small anecdotes about my life working in a rural Japanese school in the hopes that it may dispell some myths about modern life in Japland. Something I can clear up immediately is that my house will not be made of paper. I know how disappointed many of you will be to hear that. Sorry.