Taiwan’s mishevious weather continues its attempts to scupper my flight plans. A tropical storm – the first since I returned from Green Island with my parents – crashed into the island about 24 hours ago, and it is fortunate that I appear to have no problems with my airplane to Tokyo. Damn you Taiwan weather!
Finally, after two years of waiting I am making it to Japan. My sister is there on a week of business and as luck would have it she lands a few hours before me – grounds I am sure for bragging. I’ll be there for a long weekend, and we’ll be joined by Ele’s boss Gordon, her colleague Junko and a group of other people from CSR Cambridge. I have a suspicion that all of my time will be taken care of, and we’ll be getting a whirlwind tour of the city.
Right now, I really feel like I needed to leave Taiwan and some fresh air. I’ll be fascinated to see what my reaction to being in Japan will be. I am certainly excited (peeing my panties more like), but I wonder how it will compare to that first touch down on the ROC. The rush of moving an entire life around the world is I think something that cannot be repeated – perhaps ever again.