Those clear blue skies, the hot wet warmth, the deafening sound of the crickets round every temple, as they chirruped and chirped.I remember the first time I heard them, I'd been living there for 6 months, and never heard this noise like chainsaws and industrial drilling equipment, but when August comes, Tokyo comes alive with the sound of Crickets. I walked to work every morning through the togo shrine... (pictured) and would be deafened by their sound.
That's why I love to watch "The Girl who leapt through Time". In the film, she and her friends go to play baseball in the local baseball diamond after school. There, and throughout the film the sound of those crickets comes blaring through, and it reminds me of a very happy time in my life.
It was around then, that I was working three jobs, trying to pull down 12 hour work days, plus a nightlife... man that was crazy. Fun but crazy. I'd give my left arm to go back and try it again.
One of the wonderful things about living in Japan was the pure escape of it. Cycling through Harajuku's Urahara district was always a treat, always exciting, and it feels so dull by comparison to be living back in England.
I know that this is 'holiday syndrome' in a sense, but I honestly believe I'm not meant to be living in this country. I'm just not a stay-at-home type. Politics and public affairs bore me. I mean, I'm theoretically interested in the workings of democracy and the foundations of society, but honestly, you know what I feel? I feel like a kid. I don't want to grow up.
I'm always slightly amused by the characters on the course who take their professional lives so seriously, or who take themselves so seriously, it's as if they'd come out of the womb as little adults. You notice that the maturity level of different people varies wildly amongst different ages... yes.. I admit it.. I'm 31 but I appear to be stuck at 17... I think I'll always be 17 in my mind. Screw growing up. It looks shit.
What I like about Japan is the fantasy, the imagination, the energy of the nation. They're the world's second largest economy (not counting the EU) and they're the largest producer of animation, comics, toys, cartoons... in a word: fantasy.
They have their eyes, and minds fixed on a fantastic future where they're not under the imperial yoke of the US. A future where Asia is on top.
It's the fantasy of living there that attracted me, and perhaps, just perhaps, once I've finished this course I'll find my way back there, to my little spot in Jing-Ni, see my friends and neighbours again, get stuck into the local politics and the scene and I'll grab the reigns again, like old times, get back in the saddle and spin about, like a kid, not a care in the world.
Teaching is a good profession. Noble, stable, helpful, sociable. Add journalism on as a side-angle, or graphic design or documentary film-making, and I'd be in bliss again in no-time, I have no doubt. Just add a girl, wind me up and watch me go.
Ahh well... back to reality.






