Now we've paid for the ryokan-inn reservations. Though we haven't boarded the plane yet, Japan is getting closer. I've promised to keep in contact with all the students who gave me their email addresses. Seito-san! Konnichi wa! For students and for Leah, especially, I include poetry.Here's a relevant poem by Basho (1644-1694)
Fuji no kaze ya oni nosete Edo miyage
"A breeze from Mt. Fuji Carried on the fan [will be] my Edo souvenir"
Edo is the old name for Tokyo, the pre-modern name, and the part of Tokyo that I like best is the bastion of old Edo culture, Asakusa. Today the Chinese teacher here at school, Wenya Lu, brought fresh lychees to give us fellow language teachers. She reminded me that one can buy fresh lychees on the street in Yokohama's Chinatown.