for years i only feel lucky about one thing: i always meet nice people. i mean, really nice. just one example after going abroad, such as Brianne, Regi, Tina, etc.
and this time the homestay family in kyoto, extremely nice and warm.
so, I am going to enjoy Kyoto pretty much.
visiting kyoto is like a history marathon, tons of old temples, shrines, or aristoric houses. I planned to save all the Kansai part for kyoto, but now i need to revise it. After staying in kyoto, I will stay one night in Osaka, hope to catch up with the Kansai part, although in a really short time. then Tokyo.
This summer has been really special to me. The trip to Japan is actually the longest trip i have evern taken by myself, almost for 10 weeks. Have I changed a lot, or not at all during this trip? I have no idea. Even sometimes i ask myself what is the point of the endless travelling. Stay in different places, see different views, will that makes me a happy person?
i changed, alot. i wanna tan myself into a piece of chocolate. i developed superstitious tips. and I became more and more eccentric.
the apartment in New York is changed, and I was assigned to another apartment. annoying… i am scared about the new york life, so now is like my final canival..