For the usual student who studies abroad, it would not be too difficult to live in Japan because they could simply reject the facets of Japanese culture which they dislike, but for me, it is an arduous process to learn the correct way of going about daily life. Some examples for you. Because the British built the railroads in Japan, people drive on the opposite side of the road than Americans, where the railroads were built by the French. Thus, people walk on the opposite side of the sidewalk. With my height of 6 foot 3 inches, I am a giant in this land. The door frames in my house are all too short. I cant see out the bus windows very well when I am standing. None of the desks allow for my legs to fit under them. Overall, I get a feeling of being too big. The metric system is used here, so I dont have any concept of distance, temperature, or size. Hey, America. Get your shit together and switch to the metric system!
But enough of complaints. The food here is amazing. Every meal my host mother cooks is crazy delicious. I love tofu, and the tofu in America has nothing on the tofu here. As well, the common dishes of udon and ramon never fail to satisfy my hunger. There is an emphasis on vegetables and fish, as they are the native foodstuffs of the Japanese, but they also eat some chicken and beef. Their beef supply coming from imported cattle that take residence in Hokkaida, the northern most island that is of any consequents. I had raw chicken shashimi the other night. It was strange, but not offensive.
I dont so much enjoy the city of Nagasaki, as it is like any other major city of contemporary construction. The buildings are lifeless and ugly. The true beauty of Japan is found in the country, where the older ways of doing things is still thriving. Overpopulation has done terrible things to the Japanese people, and I think this is the country with the highest population density. In the city, everyone must wear a blank face so as not to express any emotions. No one looks at each other. When waiting for the bus, everyone looks straight ahead at the road. Japan is the only place that people work more hours a week than America. The country is so peaceful in comparison. The people so close-nit and friendly. The beauty of nature abound. Hills as steep as mountains. The bay so tranquil at night.
I feel this entry to be heavy with my opinion, and I do not wish to misinform, so please, if you get the chance, and have the notion, I would recommend you visit Japan.