Let's pray for the weekend babe

It’s been almost two weeks since we arrived to Japan and what weeks have those been!

 The training was super intense, 10am until 7pm every day with just an hour’s lunch break. We had a number of model lessons to teach to each other, received plenty of useful and sometimes not so useful feedback, had fun, were tired, almost fell asleep and dealt with clothing issues.

 Yes, Japanese workplace dress code IS formal. Yes, you have to wear a suit, neat shoes, cover ALL tattoos and piercings, are probably not allowed to wear jewellery and need to have your hair up so that kids can’t grab it. Additionally, if you wear a dress, it needs to be plain — those of you who have seen me over the past year or so know that I don’t really do plain dresses apart from my graduation last year, so shirts and skirts it is. Unless I choose to wear a skirt over a dress (which I have done last week because my tattoo was visible through white shirts and I had no white undershirts to cover it). There can be variations depending on your specific workplace, but you get the gist. It’s regulated and you can’t deviate from it, which is certainly something new. It’s not difficult to adhere to the rules, but it’ll take some time to get used to walking in dress shoes — my shins are killing me after a week so we’ll see how it’ll be once I start my daily 900m commute to work.

While most days were spent in training, we did get some days off too. However, to be honest, I didn’t do much apart from the first day off last week Sunday when I went to see Okayama Castle and had a look at Korokuen Gardens. With the whole trying to get used to a +7hr time difference and being surrounded by people effectively 24/7 (I had a roommate for the first time… in forever, if sharing a hotel room with Nuppu this summer doesn’t count), you’re tired. Thus, whenever there was a slight chance to spend some time alone, I took it. It was nice to spend time with the others on evenings and grab a couple of beverages, but I most certainly also enjoyed the nights when I would watch Grey’s Anatomy on Netflix and just have a bubble bath.

At the end of the day, I’d be lying if I said I’m going to miss these two weeks. It’s been fun and it’s always nice to meet new people, but it’s also really exhausting and frustrating to be in a bit of a limbo — you have unpacked most of your things but you know you’ll have to repack soon, and you don’t even have all of your belongings. Hence, I’m super happy to be finally getting in to my own apartment in Kanazawa today! Okayama as a city is not something I’ll miss. It can be nice, but I feel like this time rather than making the most of our days off, I was just too tired and lazy to do much.

There would’ve been a lot of options for day trips outside Okayama, but I don’t regret deciding to just do a couple of things and then focus on getting enough rest in order to have even some energy for the week. Getting up at 6am on your day off and traveling in a suit is not ideal, but doing that and knowing that at the end of it you’ll have your own apartment and will be able to just unpack and slowly start to make it your home makes it worth it. It’ll also be interesting to meet the person who will be The Boss for your next year (at least).

 There are a lot of similarities to the PAO we had with YFU six and a half years ago. At times, we have been babied a lot — for example, for traveling to our cities, we will be met by someone at each station. I suppose it can be helpful if you don’t speak Japanese, but man do I find it frustrating that I “need” someone to help me to catch my thunderbird from Osaka. However, I know that they do mean well and it can be super beneficial especially if you’re going to e.g. Tokyo Station (like many of us are).

It’s just the tiniest things that have so far been frustrating — like not being able to have water with you in the training room and having to step out to drink. That combined with my (apparently) everlasting cough hasn’t been great — imagine teaching a lesson, having to be a student for the next one and coughing your lungs out with no relief? Yeah. It’s not fun.

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The text above was written in the train on my way to Kanazawa. I’ve now had my shadow week and taught a few lessons. Next week is my first full week of teaching. I caught a massive cold on Monday so I’ve been ill the whole week, coughing my lungs out on lessons and trying not to drown in snot.

It’s good and it’s bad and it’s everything in between. Growing pains, a bit of a culture shock and perhaps a side of things just not being ideal. Such is life, eh? It’s about what you decide and how you deal with situations that are a result of your actions and the actions of those around you. It’s not always fun nor terrible, it’s just life.

I’ll try to write more when I have the energy & time, but at least it’s time to have two days off now. It's exactly what I thought it would be and it's nothing like that.