Today’s plan was to go to the immigration office near Shinyurigaoka station to extend my Working Holiday Visa. In case you haven’t been following along, I couldn’t get a full working visa due to a delay in my official graduation (thanks for nothing University of Manitoba). In order to get to Japan, I obtained a Working Holiday Visa which allows me to live and work in Japan for up to one year. For some reason it is offered in 6 month periods, so to stay for a year I need to renew after 6 months.
Instead of getting up bright and early like intended, I kept setting my alarm ahead. After sleeping in for an extra few hours, I pried myself out of bed, threw on some clothes, scarfed down some Frosted Flakes and hopped on a train. Upon reaching Shinyurigaoka station, I realized that I had been given bad directions (a recurring theme). I wandered around for about half and hour, and even went into the wrong government building. Finally I decided to give up and returned home to get a better map and some good natured abuse from the people I live with.
Song of the day is U2 – Where the Streets Have No Name.
Drinking in Japan 