My first international flight brought me to Japan. It was pure nostalgic. Like becoming a live character in one of my favorite anime series. From them on, I have been overly obsessed with the country.
A decade later, I went back to Japan. But despite the huge changes in structures and scenery, the childhood nostalgia that once greeted me has never diminished. The towering skyscrapers and age-old temples, the steaming bowls of noodles and flavorful Japanese confectioneries, and the traditional markets and vending machines all provide powerful contrasts yet equally complement one another.
It was bliss in its purest form and I haven’t even gone past the Kanto Region. So I am writing extensively about Japan and here are the stories so far.