Wednesday, July 16, 2008


So we went and moved back to America. I must say I'm happy to be home but find that I am at least half Japanese now. I heard that it was common to be depressed when repatriating. Japan was the first place I really wanted to live just to be there and I will always remember the beautiful moments there and wonderful friends. I feel the worst about my daughter when she asks to go home and says she needs a riceball.

The trip was smooth enough considering there were three flights and two bus rides within 24 hours. I hate descending, especially in a small plane. The best part is looking out at the clouds.