Walking on the cloud

Thank you thank you my dear sisters for writing back to me. For someone who's away from home, your words are as warm as a down-filled blanket in a wintry night (or for princess bb, chinggu and sisters who are bathing in sweats now, like an air conditioner in sweltering heat, ok?) Well, eventhough I can't exactly complain that I feel lonely at all when you are surrounded by 12 million people (believe me, you Do feel it's like 12 million!) and I have been running around, meeting and talking non-stop to different people since I have arrived.


Well, I guess it's not really a secret anymore. Yes, I am on a mission here in Japan. Spying on national secrets? Hahaha no, not that kind of mission. My life is not that adventurous and exciting, my dear. My family will be moving to this beautiful country for a few years and I am on a mission here to check out the schools for my son. My hubby's company has assigned some people to escort my son and me around Tokyo and also act as my interpretor, haha, sort of like a 'Tokyo 101 for dummies like me'. For the past 2 days, this pretty, stylish young lady who speaks perfect English has been so patiently entertaining our curiosity.


For a start, I notice unless I have my chiropractor or massage therapist standing by every night when I get home, I'd better switch my high heels to orthopedic shoes. Tokyo is a city for 'walking', I mean hurried, long and endless walk. For an inactive Torontonian like me, walking usually means 10 steps from the car to any front door. Just yesterday, we flagged down a taxi because my 2 feet and 10 toes refused to co-operate anymore. I was about to relax in a long comfortable ride to my next destination. The traffic was moving slowly but it was not jammed, I noticed the taxi driver was talking to my guide and then she turned around and asked if I'd like to save time by taking the subway instead. Without even thinking for a single second, my feet took over my brain and I heard myself saying, "let's stay in the taxi". Are you kidding me, even 4 horses couldn't pull me away from my seat! But this taxi 'ajussi' was very persistent, he pointed to his GPS and gently explained to my guide again that it would be wise to take the direct subway. At thattime, my pain turned into laughter when I think how honest Japanese are. A cabbie in Manhatten would jump at this chance and happily let his taxi meter clicking away. I didn't want to insist anymore and put my guide in a difficult position, so I agreed to be let off at the nearest subway entrance despite my feet's protest that they will permanently detach from me.


There are so many interesting experience that I'd like to share with you. This afternoon I am so looking forward to meeting our ever-so considerate, kind and hospitable Japanese sister cloudnine again who's so caring and always try to see how she can help me. We had a nice, long chat over the telephone on (who else?) HRH a couple of nights ago. Ha, and then after that, I turned on the TV and voila, there was a Japanese special on TWSSG! The 2 male hosts were sitting with the background of Gosireh interior, showing charts of relationship between Damdeok, Kiha and Sujini. I guess there will be more and more promotional clips on TWSSG as it will be aired on NHK starting Dec 3 at 10 pm. Now I don't know if it will be daily, weekly or wonder if I can catch some of it when I return in January.


Sorry sister, have to go, no laptop for me during the day. Please take care, ok? Love you all.