Random troubles

-          I wanted to go buy a heel lotion, looked up the kanji for heels in Japanese and mentally prepared for a difficult task. Wasn´t that bad after all.

-          Went to the library for the first time by myself and also to print out the Charter of the UN. In order to enter, people need to use their student ID. For some reason I was a little nervous and couldn’t understand why I am not able to get inside. After painfully long ca 60 seconds, one of the librarians came to save me and told me I am using my bus card instead. Here come the embarrassing moments I´ve been waiting for.

-          On the plus side, printing is for free.

-          Also, the library is awesome and I can´t wait to find my favorite places.

-          I don’t really enjoy cooking or even talking about food but it is one of the most favorite topics of conversation here. How do I answer over and over and over when people ask me what kind of Japanese food I like, what am I making for dinner and if Japanese food is tasty? I need to prepare some short but thorough answers, maybe lies, whatever works.

-          It turns out meat and fish or at least broth is in nearly everything. Trying to find advices how to survive in Japan as a vegetarian. Every single page I´ve found so far just summarizes how difficult it is and also that many Japanese people don’t even understand the concept. You don’t eat meat? Do you eat fish? Do you eat rice? What about vegetable? And crabs? What about shrimps?

-          How do they don’t see the shared category of living creatures?

-          But as always in Japan, everyone is super sweet and tries to help me <3 During one of the welcome parties I got a special plate with vegetarian food just for me, which was mostly just embarrassing but also very sweet <3 During another welcome event, four different teachers came to ask me if I have things to eat and at the end I got a bag full of beans and tofu.
- Bought a melon but it turns out it´s a cucumber?

- my buddy´s lunch box, this is Japan  <3

- -          Every morning I go to make coffee to the kitchen. Every morning the janitor comes in and asks me if I didn’t lose a knife. I will never forget the word ほうちょう　now. Is this an absurd drama? Maybe I should just steal the damn knife someone lost to be done with it.