Early in the morning two months from now I will get onto a plane and fly far from home. It is not my first trip away from home but it is the one that will last the longest. To date the longest I have been away from home is nine months, back when I did a study abroad program in Wales. This time I will be away for at least one year.
I will leave from JFK, flying to Osaka with a layover in Hong Kong. The layover will last four hours and fifty minutes, not really enough time to do anything. Maybe grab a bite to eat, take a photo, that kind of thing. I do know that I will be getting changed into fresh clothing and eagerly awaiting my connecting flight. After landing in Osaka I will go to train for a week and then on to Kanazawa, where I will be living and working.
I am lucky in going to Kanazawa. I was there last summer for a month, which gives me basic knowledge of where things are. I know where I can buy groceries, mail a postcard, change money, access wi-fi, etc. I also know some people living in the area as well as some people participating in a study abroad program at the time of my arrival.
Two months sounds like a long time, but in reality it is not much time at all. Re-organizing one’s life takes time. I have to decide what to take, what to leave at home, and what to get rid of. In a way, it is cleansing. In another, it is stressful. How do I decide? What is irreplaceable ? Do I really need those shoes? Yeah, these are the thoughts running though my head.