Somehow I managed to get a cankersore on my tongue. How is a mystery to me, although it might have something to do with the cheapest Japanese toothpaste I could find. It really sucks, much more than ordinary ones. I've been slurring my speech all week. And I have to talk for an hour on Thursday. Any ideas for magic remedies? I've tried Listerine and salt water, but I'm holding off on cutting off my tongue because I think that might actually hurt just a little bit more.
Top Things I'm Going To Miss:
- $.85 sushi, umbrellas, teacups, underwear? okay, maybe not underwear.
- Free tissues on every corner!
- Trains. That actually run on time, are faster than cars, and run on the weekends.
- Karaoke. Yes, I know you can do it in the US. But not at the United States of Karaoke. Or any of the other dozen or so karaoke places that dot a city like Kyoto. Does Palo Alto have karaoke? If it did, it would close at 9. How could you do all-night karaoke? And where else can you sing Fantamu obu za Opera in Japanese?
- The microcosm of dirty salarymen openly reading porn, gaijin toting their travel guides, women in kimono, girl twins in matching outfits, and the random asleep guy falling on the shoulders of his neighbors, all on the same train.
- Mos Burger! Mmm? one of the few Japanese chains to get hamburgers right.
Starbucks. I don't know what I'm going to do in a city without these places on every other corner--oh, wait. Oops. - My keitai! I could get one just as cool in the US I suppose, but I'd have to pay for it. And paying to receive someone else's phone call (or e-mail) just doesn't seem right...
- KFC (or just Kantakki here) These really are rarer in the US.
- Engrish. I've almost gotten used to it here. But still.
- Qoo. That sweet, sugary drink, more syrupy even than Hi-C?
- Impressing the hell out of people by uttering two words in their native tongue. I know I'm white, but really now...
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