Sorry not to wright until now; its been a challenging week with a lot of newness and not a lot of free time.
The University that I attend is located on the top of a hill on the boarder of Nagasaki city. It is a smaller school with a population of about 300 students, 50 being international students. The program is for western students, so there are people from America, France, and Germany, but in truth, the program caters to American students. This last week was all orientation which included information about the school, city, and culture. I think school here will be very enjoyable.
It is strange to be a foreign here. Most people seem very friendly, but some older adults look at you with disdain and some younger children whisper and giggle about you. Overall thou, people are very accepting and helpful. Here is one example. Yesterday, I lost my wallet on the bus, but someone saw it and gave it to the bus driver. Then, the bus driver stopped the bus and waited for me to come back and get it.
The city of Nagasaki is nothing special, in that the western style commercial buildings are depressing and lifeless, but the few representations of true culture are beautiful. So far, I have seen a Shinto shrine and some Chinese architecture. The landscape is amazing. Mountainous hills covered with dense vegetation. The ocean never far out of view. Clouds that role in so low you think: maybe I can reach up and pluck them from the sky.
I look forward to the routine that school provides, and to life settling into a steady flow once more.