Thursday, February 23, 2006

"How was Japan?"

Returning to New York, the question "How was Japan?" is expected in every conversation I run into. Although I have learned to prepare myself to answer that question, I am still at lost.

I don't know how I would describe my days in Japan. Of course, I must say I am fortunate to be selected to go to Chiba. Surely, I enjoy my days when Rob visits, but it would be agreed upon unanimously that I am not living it to the fullest.

Anyhow, I thought of something that I would like to share. The "How was Japan?" question often leads to other questions, such as the following:

1.
Rob's suitemate: How was Japan?
Me: Um... Warm...
Rob's suitemate: Yeah... It's like, what? Summer, now?

2.
Girl: How was Japan?
Me: Huh?
(The above lines were repeated 3 more times)
Girl: Did you forget your English or something?

3.
Friend: How was Japan?
Me: Warm...
Friend: So... did you walk through paper doors?


Rob and I have agreed to put up an act with the most random, ridiculous stereotypes of Japan. From questions pity that Japan does not have coffee, or a suggestion to visit me from Thailand (or something like that) by train, we must test how far we can take this to. We've decided that I will appear to have forgotten my English, and to sit with my knees bent...