There are so many things I want to write about, like this random lady (customer, not personnel) in a supermarket who gave me a coupon in a bread aisle and explained it to me (using Japanese, English, and gestures) that with these stickers every over 100 yen product would cost 20 yen less. That was so unexpected, so strange, and so sweet. I have no idea why me.
Or this random guy working in the same supermarket who says hi and smiles every time I’m there. And yesterday I saw him riding a bike and he greeted me, too. I’m not sure if he’s mistaking me for someone or if he’s just that friendly. But it makes me smile.
Or this random and very confused teenager whom I asked about garbage bins at Tokyo Game Show and who didn’t know any English but still did his best to help me.
Btw, Tokyo Game Show without Japanese = 20% of experience (basically only shops and visuals). But I still got some pretty cool (free) stuff there 🙂
And this random and very shy kid in a coffee house who told me “dozo” while I was waiting in line for my coffee which made them mix up our orders (I was supposed to get ice coffee with whipped cream) but I said nothing because explaining that without Japanese was impossible.
And coffee was great 🙂
(I was writing this on the subway and missed my stop – twice ;))
After yesterday’s bento dinner I’m eating a very European breakfast: coffee with milk (buying milk is not a problem anymore :)), hot butter rolls and some strawberry jam.
And you should know that this is THE BEST STRAWBERRY JAM I’ve ever eaten (I’m really happy that my mom doesn’t know English ;)). Chocolate cream I bought a week ago was a disaster (still is, it’s in my fridge…), but this jam… This jam is just too good to be true. I’ve seriously considered sending some home but I think that’s against the law. So I took this picture to remember the brand, so I can buy it whenever I’m in Japan.
I remember reading somewhere that Japanese strawberries are delicious – well, if they are responsible for this taste, they are more than delicious!
Back at home, I promised myself that I would deal with my jet lag within the first week. So I have two more days, it’s so good to be me!
I feel kinda bad about constantly whining but I’m really exhausted. Every day I go to bed around midnight, manage to fall asleep around 4 or 5 am and wake up between 1 and 3 pm. This sucks! And today it sucks even more because I misread my work details (I work from home) and what I thought would require 6 hours of my time is going to take me (at least) 16 hours. Deadline is on Monday so I won’t be able to leave my apartment this weekend which is such a waste of time because I’m in effing Tokyo! And this project I’m working on is just so boring that it makes me wanna take a nap or worse: watch Netflix! And I know that I shouldn’t even think about it. So yeah… Not my best weekend.
On the bright side, I won’t starve because I still have some food supplies and I won’t die of thirst because of my precious vending machine downstairs. Today I bought the usual (Wonda Coffee, 120 ¥), a bottle of water (100 ¥) and my new favorite drink: Mitsuya Cider (120 ¥) which is just too good!
P.S. This note is sponsored by my reluctance to get to work. Obviously.
Rain stopped so I went out and found a convenience store (konbini) next to my subway station (Monzen-nakacho), which is awesome. The store is big and well-stocked (especially with fish and seafood) so I managed to find a dairy section with lots of western-looking products. And this is probably where I should point out that I was looking for milk because that’s how I like my coffee: with milk. So I found almond milk (so expensive!) and soy milk (I’m not a fan) standing next to something much cheaper and non-fat-milk-looking:
Bought it together with a bunch of other “normal” products (water, cheese, bread, pancakes) and went home to my coffee (I brought it with me from Poland). Fortunately, I opened the alleged “milk” first. Yeah, that’s not milk. That’s sweet yogurt. It’s quite tasty but there will be no coffee today. And tomorrow I’ll probably just buy a can of hot coffee from a vending machine downstairs (I love vending machines!) because I want to walk around my neighborhood and visit some of my favorite places that are conveniently nearby.
And that’s what google translate tells me about my not-milk:
to improve the intestinal environment, established a tone of intestines