Look, I'm alive! AND COOOOOOOLD!
There isn't central heating in Japan, and it is unbelievably humid so the cold just sinks into your bones. I tried to trick the cold by wearing those bone gloves, but it was not amused.
I was going to write about the educational system, but I'm not really all that versed in it. I can only give my opinion replete with American bias. However, I can say that I never dreamed I would compliment the American system until I came here.
Today is obaa-san volleyball, and nothing sounds more awful than playing volleyball in the cold. I pray that by the end of this year I can find a sport that I can actually play, even if it has to be volleyball. But, something tells me, learning it from grandmas might not teach me how to play it very well.
The students are gone, and it is only me in the lonely teacher's office. I'm staring at the rain pound my car (which I drive only because I don't want to walk for five minutes in the freezing wet). I've never seen rain in winter, and I'm slowly learning that snow is far more preferable. At least it has the common decency to wait until you've entered a suitably warm room before it makes you wet.
2 comments:
That sounds really crappy, I live in Denver, and centrel heat is a must over here.
I used to live in Elizabeth, CO (do you know it?) so I'm well aware of how dire central heating is. At least it was a dry cold there. It's actually on 50 degrees here, but it feels impossibly cold because of the humidity.
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