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I’m in the middle of Bum Fuck Japan

Like many, I thought Japan would be a land of milk and honies.  And it is…if you live in a big city. Tokyo, Kyoto, Osaka; those are places that not only have hot women, but also hot women who aren’t afraid to be seen with foreign guys.

But as it turns out, getting into one of those cities isn’t as easy as it seems.

I thought I had it made. With a fresh diploma, I figured I could bang for a year or 3 in Tokyo before joining the rat race back in the states. I just need to hop on one of those teach-English-in-Japan-programs, pack a few bags of condoms and be on my way. Piece of cake, right?

If I wasn’t so damn overconfident, I probably would’ve done more research before applying, accepting a job offer and buying a $1000 one way ticket.  Many people want to teach in Japan. A good number of them are much more qualified than me (hey, did you know you could actually get a certification to teach English?). It’s economics 101: supply and demand. You put good teachers in good (read: urban) schools. And the rest of us get dumped wherever.

Even though I thought I was God’s gift to English, I got placed in rural Japan.

So here I am, teaching farm kids and drinking with old people. I see yama in all directions and more green than a liberal arts college. The population of my city town is about 3 Tokyo city blocks and you can’t find an open ANYTHING after 8:00 pm (one exception: the ever-prevalent Lawson konvini chain).

But fuck it, I’ve been making the most of it. And that’s why I started this blog. Usually when people talk, hear or even think about Japan, it’s usually Tokyo. But the rural life awaits many so you too may end up in Bum Fuck Japan.

But if you’re anything like me, you won’t let an insignificant little thing like location kill your experience.

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