Japan is one of those places that just feels like home, for me. But my feelings weren’t always this way. I remember the first time I visited my brother (who has lived there well over 10 years). I was, standing in the middle of downtown Tokyo – confused, disoriented, and homesick. The chaos of hundreds of people, the piercing intensity of neon lights, smells I had never encountered before, and at the time, the “strange” food, all made my stomach knot up to the point of utter discomfort. It was overwhelming to say the least. Yet, after spending a couple of weeks backpacking from the south to the north of the country with my dad, I slowly started to fall in love with Japan. Even though our last trip was short, we filled our days and nights with trying every amazing thing we could possibly get our hands on.
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