The time has absolutely flown and I’m back in Queensland enjoying the sun-, err, rain. My sojourn to Tokyo was magical, as it always is. There is something about landing at Narita Airport that lifts ones spirits immensely and erases any lingering memories of trying to sleep on a crowded plane.
I can’t accurately describe the trip as a holiday. It was more of an… adventure. I met extraordinary people. I climbed a mountain. Ate unusual foods. Got naked with beautiful Japanese women twice daily to soak in an onsen. Explored Love Hotels. Explored Love Hotels to the extent that a follow-up blog post will be required.
On a personal note, it was an interesting time for me. Mentally, I mean. A friend that I was meeting in Tokyo had to cancel; I would now be travelling alone. Two days before I flew out, there was a sudden death amongst my circle of friends. I was torn whether or not to go.
As it was, some time after arriving in Japan one client lost a family member, and another client ‘broke up’ with me. Both of these episodes left me feeling sad. Gentlemen- spare a thought for your lovely lady friends- they often have more on their brains than just liberating your cash. ;-/
But as Lupe Fiasco says, “The show goes on.” And it did.
I packed too much. I always do. Realistically, I could have survived with one set of casual clothes, two ‘date’ outfits and an armful of lingerie. Essentials that would not have equated to 25kgs, I’m sure.
I had forgotten about something. Something that I didn’t remember until I spent my first night in Shibuya.
I had forgotten all about travel’s ability to bring about clarity. That was when I began brainstorming, scribbling notes on my iPad. I did manage to decipher most of them, and offer this quick roundup:
In short, I need to begin the process of wrapping things up* here in Queensland. Realistically, I have done all I can here in regards to my RL (real-life) career. There are far more opportunities in my RL field in capital cities. So, by the end of 2017, I expect to have relocated to either Sydney or Melbourne.
But for now, my first task is to throw myself back into my university studies. Hence, there may not be as many inane, cat-centric tweets from me. Hurrah!
My second task is to begin ridding myself of material possessions that aren’t absolutely essential. Pairs of Louboutins that I don’t wear. Handbags that I don’t use. It’s amazing how much lingerie one can accumulate in an 18-month career as a temporary girlfriend. I’m quite looking forward to standing in my empty apartment with just a box of books, my phone and my cat.
I’m so fortunate that I have travels to look forward to. Melbourne tomorrow, Brisbane in three weeks, Sydney in September. Tokyo again in December and January. Availabilities remain, by the way. J
I must conclude by saying a huge “domo arigato gozaimasu!” to the people that I met in Japan. You are all stars. I love you all. I have been “loved” by a few of you. I have my fingers firmly crossed that I will see you again in December. I’m working on my Japanese already…
*(If anyone reads this, please don’t send me a “sorry to see you go” –type message. I’m talking a time frame of 12-18 months, not tomorrow. And besides, travel is so easy that such a move is not really a big deal).