When I leave Anjo, I will really miss walking over this quaint little bridge everyday. I will also miss the carp who live in it.
Goodbye carp. Goodbye bridge. Goodbye occasional funky smell. Goodbye odd wooden pub that I all but certain is just someones garage.
Goodbye fish restaurant next to work, with the sweetest waitress with orange hair. Goodbye work and students who I adore.
Goodbye Anjo, this won’t be the last you see of me.
Although the week passed rather quickly, it was rife with stress. Most of it was internal, since I’m getting used to some staff changes at my school. In one way it’s been a blessing, since the new guy took about half of my kids classes, but rough in other ways. I think I just need to get used to the new status quo.
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so afraid of the water. I would really like to float among the wave, seeing where life takes me.
I have no idea what these things are called but they are cool as f*ck!
I was going through my phone, trying to clear up some extra space when I found this photo from the last time I went to the aquarium, during Golden Week. After I found it, I sent it to a friend and he said that I should post it. I laughed it off, saying I probably already did, but after looking through the archives, it seems I didn’t. So, here you are.
I arrived in Japan exactly one year ago on June 4th, 2016. I have not been out of the country since then. I have zero regrets.
More jellyfish from Nagoya Aquarium.
