Thursday, September 30
"Oh my wandering days are over, kick my boots off and retire from the disco floor..."
-Belle and Sebastian
Thanks for all the support and kind birthday wishes. We spent the last week exploring the area and were able to find Mei-chan's house (from the classic Tonari no Totoro), a decent art supply store, a used English book store (where I scored a collection of Roald Dahl's short stories), a place that sells Jason's drawing pens, and the correct train to take us to Kyoto.
The trip to Kyoto was my early birthday present, a week early, in fact. We spent a gorgeous day outside by the river, picnicing and playing. And remembering how much we love Kyoto.
(Though we did ride through Shiga on the way and it was very nice indeed.)
But for the time being we are here, living and breathing Nagoya air. And we do like it here, don't get us wrong. (We like America too, Mom...)
But Kyoto.... oh, Kyoto.
Okay, time to return to my studies. I hope all of you are zipping along fantastically during these cooler Autumn days.
Happy Birthday Dad + Mom!
Wednesday, September 22
We are going to make a better effort. Thanks for the comments on the last post. We do appreciate them. Our good and wise friend Rhett told us once that there is a two year rule in moving. And of course, we never reach that time instead uproot ourselves at the very moment connections are starting to be made, a home starting to grow.
I will stand by my guns on the Nagoya front. Yet until I find that country kindergarten position in the hills of Kyoto or Shiga, we will do our best where we are because as long as we are together, we are home.
Thursday, September 16
We suffer from the wretched "grass is always greener" syndrome. It's intensive and progressive and the only cure is learning to accept your place as it is, actively seeking out the good to balance the disappointments, learning lessons from those disappointments.
We've learned that we are not city people.
It's good to know.
And now that the season is shifting into autumn, the lows of homesickness have spread between us. In many ways we miss Gotou. Our reasons for moving to Nagoya have grown faint. Unanticipated problems have cropped up. I work too many hours for too long into the night. I always miss dinner and bedtime. The only time I see Sebastian during the week is in the morning before pushing him out the door for school.
Not exactly the most peaceful time.
We miss the sea. We miss vegetables and people who just accepted us for who we are. We can tolerate the stares more in the countryside but in the city, it is disheartening. On Gotou, people welcomed us warmly. Here we have only made a few acquaintances.
I miss working in a kindergarten. I miss knowing the kids really well and working with people who really understood children and respected their development.
I know we have only been here since April, but it is really hard to adjust to this new life. And we are not sure just how much we want to adjust to it. We are now beginning to realize all that we left behind.
Monday, September 13
How is it that we are already at mid-September?
I won't bother with my usual excuses because it will bore you and the horror of typing all of our busyness makes me light-headed.
I will hopefully be here more often now that I got myself a small, flat computer to be used for grad studies, work, and writing.
The rain is coming down in torrents and bringing with it the end of the two and a half month heat wave. Thank goodness. Though we may still enjoy our balcony pool for about another month.
Hope you are wonderful.