Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Let's take a look back, shall we?
In May 2005, I graduated from The University of Texas at Austin with a Bachelor of Science in aerospace engineering. I was dating an all-American girl. I ran my first marathon in 3:00:57. I celebrated graduation with an overpriced dinner, mounds of chocolate cake, and a night on 6th Street in Austin. Job prospects were many. Life was good.
In June 2006, I departed DFW airport to spend a year in Japan teaching English with The AEON Corporation. It was to be my first great experience living in a completely foreign culture. I knew no Japanese. My knowledge of the culture was limited to expat blogs and works of fiction.
In June 2007, I achieved my dream of spending a relaxing weekend in a traditional Japanese hot springs ryokan when I visited Kurokawa Onsen with my Japanese girlfriend. I had just secured a job as an international liaison with Shin Nippon Biomedical Laboratories in beautiful Kagoshima. My Japanese was improving. My travel virginity was broken in Sapporo. The southern islands of Japan awaited my presence.
In June 2008, I had just wrapped everything up in Kagoshima and took the shinkansen to Fukuoka to spend a birthday relaxing in my favorite capsule hotel while awaiting the ferry that would take me from Osaka to Shanghai. My Japanese residency was soon to be at an end; I would travel by train from Shanghai to Beijing to visit my brother, then ride the rails again to Hong Kong and catch a flight to Phuket, Thailand. For the next two months, I would be living in Thailand working with the Thai Mueang Volunteers. My wrist was broken, then healed.
June 2nd, 2009. A day that will forever live in infamy, as I cross the threshold from someone in his mid-twenties to officially be a boy in his late-twenties. In an attempt to experience three summers inside of a single year, I left working on a Buddhist monastery in New Zealand to return to Austin, Texas and will try my hand at hosting Couchsurfers rather than being one. I ran 10K this morning, ate a relaxing brunch at Magnolia Cafe, and enjoyed a nice custom sandwich from Whole Foods. Tonight, I will get a shiatsu treatment from a Japanese massage therapist living in Austin, and spend the evening with a few friends. A return to New Zealand may be in the works for September, and I am still seeking employment in Hokkaido.
Life is still good. Every day is friday.
Posted by Turner at 4:23 PM