I’ve been feeling it course through me since the day I heard I got in to the program. This unstoppable sensation of butterflies in my stomach. It manages to escape from me every now and then, but the feeling always returns when I think about Japan. I’m shocked to my core about it. I still can’t believe I’m actually going to a different country.
There is still doubt in me about whether this experience is going to be “the best time of my life”. Everything these people say about Japan having really cool things like high-quality food vending machines, or the “fairest” arcade machines around really gets me thinking. Could this be the time of my life that I’ve gotten myself into without even knowing?
So what if this isn’t the best experience of my life, stepping onto a foreign country’s soil, and all those people were wrong? I trust what some of them said. The sushi that is incomparable to what we have in America. Lively streets that I’ve never experienced before. Whatever is true about Japan, I’m ready to see it for myself.
On a more serious note concerning what me being a dude in Japan will be like, it could be a good or bad thing. I’m not sure at this point. Along with all this excitement I have about exploring Japan and seeing the things I have always wanted to see, there could be some things I did not predict happening. Maybe my status as a guy will be different in Japan compared to America, who knows? This could be an eye-opening experience for me.
This is the first of my many blog posts to come and I hope that you, or whoever reads these, stick around for the ride. I will be writing this for my Gender Studies class while I am abroad, so expect a lot of information from that.