Tuesday Matt became a legal alien of Japan, got his re-entry permit, opened up a bank account and picked out his cell phone. I guess he is official now.
Everyone in Japan has data packages on their cell phones. Internet and texting all the time. (You aren't allowed to talk on the hone on the train, so this may be why) Some phones even get television on them. Electronics just seem so much more advance over there. So Matt picked out an iphone and seems to have had no problem figuring out how it works. I am just hoping the newness wears off before I get there as I think he may be in love with it more than me.
He sent us a few pictures of the house with the rental furniture and also sent Emily a picture of the train at 6am on his way to work. Everything seems to start late in Japan, probably since they are out until late hours working (it is not unusual to see people getting in the train at 9pm or 10 pm with briefcases and suits) so the few people on the train look like they are sleeping.
His air shipment arrived yesterday, so now he has some of the food we shipped over, a small TV for our bedroom, his bike, his clothes, a bunch of medicine, 36 rolls of toilet paper, and enough tampons to last 3 years. I am trying not to think about where he is putting these things, as I know I will redo everything once I am there.
So from Matt's view... a bit of his first week in Japan.
The train at 6 am.
The rental kitchen table. I bet Matt's knees hit when sitting there. He complains how nothing is built for a 6-ft 2-in man.
Rental furniture in the living room. Matt has been sleeping on the couch as he says the floor would be softer than the bed .
The bed in our bedroom. The kids bedroom furniture will come in January. I really like the cover in here. I wonder if we could somehow forget to return it.