I stopped in my tracks, letting my overladen trolley judder to a halt in front of those too-clean, automatic doors that heralded my entry into this strange new land; home for a year. I clutched my papers in one hand, that accusatory word still emblazoned in my mind: Alien.
The numbness I felt was cut only by a vague sense of terror as I looked out over the cacophony of barely-decipherable Kanji characters crowding the arrivals lounge of Nagoya International Airport.
To do: Japanese lessons. No, scratch that, intensive Japanese lessons.
I was awoken from this dread-reverie by the pitter patter of H's footsteps as she came to greet me. Having barely pulled through the adversity of longhaul air travel, her punctuality made me weak at the knees. In retrospect, perhaps this was merely the rush of unprocessed air that suddenly soothed my overwrought lungs.
H, you ask? OK, just this once. It's Haruna if we're going to be official. Good teeth, good legs, and most importantly, good English. Dear reader, let us now join in breathing a collective sigh of relief. Please allow our protagonist a little leg up in his time of dire need. 'Cheater!' I hear you cry. To which I can only reply, wait and see. If there's trouble to be found, I will undoubtedly hop, skip and jump my way into its gaping maw. You are sure to have you fair share of delicious twists and turns in this little tale.
Ahem --
Sensing my distress, H wasted no time in pushing me onto the nearest bus. Destination: 愛知県愛知郡長久手町大字長湫字下川原１９‐２１. Home, or so it would soon become...
The numbness I felt was cut only by a vague sense of terror as I looked out over the cacophony of barely-decipherable Kanji characters crowding the arrivals lounge of Nagoya International Airport.
To do: Japanese lessons. No, scratch that, intensive Japanese lessons.
I was awoken from this dread-reverie by the pitter patter of H's footsteps as she came to greet me. Having barely pulled through the adversity of longhaul air travel, her punctuality made me weak at the knees. In retrospect, perhaps this was merely the rush of unprocessed air that suddenly soothed my overwrought lungs.
H, you ask? OK, just this once. It's Haruna if we're going to be official. Good teeth, good legs, and most importantly, good English. Dear reader, let us now join in breathing a collective sigh of relief. Please allow our protagonist a little leg up in his time of dire need. 'Cheater!' I hear you cry. To which I can only reply, wait and see. If there's trouble to be found, I will undoubtedly hop, skip and jump my way into its gaping maw. You are sure to have you fair share of delicious twists and turns in this little tale.
Ahem --
Sensing my distress, H wasted no time in pushing me onto the nearest bus. Destination: 愛知県愛知郡長久手町大字長湫字下川原１９‐２１. Home, or so it would soon become...
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