Arrival

   Let me start by saying that I've never seen an airport like the one at Incheon, Korea. The escalators alone were cool. They didn't move until someone needed them, saving power. Just to give an idea of how much thought went into the place.
   Then there's seeing Fukuoka as you come in. 10-15 story buildings as far as you can see (which is about to the huge hills in the distance).

   Then getting to the dorms. I was lucky enough to have help from my host university when I arrived. I exchanged money from $ to 円, an odd process, paid for the ticket on the bus... And then had a very bright attendant stick with me after she learned I could understand Japanese. She laughed at my "cute" (horrible) English handwriting, and answered a few of my questions before the bus came. While we waited, a little girl was singing some pop song and dancing. It was funny to watch. Anyway, the bus arrived and the attendant made me promise I'd get off at the right stop, since there would be people waiting for me. The bus ride was long, and despite trying to stay awake, I fell asleep until the announcement started for where I was supposed to get off (the first stop). If I were back home, the crappy roads and crazy driving would have kept me awake... Not so here, since the roads were well kept and there were few people on the road.
   I arrived and found I wasn't alone in my destination. A fellow student, who introduced himself as Dwight, was also going to my university. Two students helped us to the dorms. We got our room keys, and split up. After two students ran over the rules and public facilities of the dorm, I went back to my room, made sure I was all locked up, and passed out.

   Today... No idea. I woke up at about 7:45, after having gone to bed around 22:00. I intend on finding out where to withdraw money, turn in forms I have a week to submit, and exploring the campus. And, ya know, eating. Because I did very little of that on the 34 hour trip to get here.