Through the Eyes of a Wombat

The humidity started today.
It was fine last night, but when I woke up this morning, I could tell straight away that Japan has entered the Wet Season. People I meet here do go on at great length how Japan has four distinct seasons (and is unique in the world for this reason), but I reckon they just have two. Freezing Cold, and Melting Hot. There are a few days in between where it is neither, but I dont consider a week long enough for a true season.

Spring, if it exist here in Sendai, is the season for Cherry Blossom viewing, and Golden Week holidays. I was expecting many comments about the end of Golden Week, but not so much as a sniffle. Why is it that this country weeps at the loss of petals on a cherry tree, but the end of a weeks holiday (the longest holiday many workers ever see in their lives) passes without comment.

Going back to the burrow now to have tea, and make sure I have all the documentation filled out for my trip to the Embassy on Tuesday. Still need to get a photo, but Ill take one myself and get a printout from the digital camera rather than pay $25 to get a photo shop oompa loompa to take one.
Then the only thing left to do will be go to Tokyo, pay the application fee at the Tokyo Mitsubishi Bank, and smile nicely at the embassy.

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