by Amarden | Aug 24, 2017 | Adventures of an Expat Writer in Japan
“Do you think they’ll do it?” We shook water off our umbrellas and stepped into the elevator. “Who?” I pushed the buttons for our respective floors. “Either of them.” Rainwater dripped down her cheek and sweat dripped down mine, a combination only possible in Japan I...
by Amarden | Jul 19, 2017 | Adventures of an Expat Writer in Japan
We had a change jar when I was a kid. Actually, it wasn’t a jar; it was an old milk jug. It lived in my dad’s closet, I added to it occasionally but never saw it emptied, and it was pseudo-mysterious. My grandmother had a gallon ice cream bucket dedicated solely to...
by Amarden | Jul 6, 2017 | Adventures of an Expat Writer in Japan
My impressions of the world come in snapshots. People, places, even smells are all snippets of time captured in stills. It’s a never-ending roll of Kodachrome spiraling through my brain. The more snapshots I collect of a subject, the more I feel I have a...
by Amarden | Jun 21, 2017 | Adventures of an Expat Writer in Japan
The rainy season has started here, and rain brings extra traffic. I was stuck at a light for a few rotations today and observed a peculiar sight: a gas station attendant squeegee-ing the concrete in the pouring rain. It was a two-pump station covered by a canopy. The...
by Amarden | Jun 15, 2017 | Adventures of an Expat Writer in Japan
Olive Garden came to my hometown when I was about eight years old. I begged my parents for weeks to take me there. My family dressed up for a nice dinner out and happily waited twenty-five minutes for a table along with a dozen other Wisconsonite families overjoyed at...
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