Was a freaky movie.
Anyway, I went back to the States recently for a wedding in Tennessee, which I have always found difficult to spell. It was a splendid trip and worth every molecule of CO
2 I released into the atmosphere.
After the wedding, which was phenomenal, I went to Hershey, PA to visit with my sister and see a Dave Matthews Band concert. During which, David held aloft a can of Hershey's Syrup to the crowd and uttered these irrefutable
words of wisdom:

Now the can is destined for extinction. Don't let the can of Hershey's Syrup go the way of the dodo bird and the dinosaur. Next time you go to the store-I know it's gonna be more messy... but f*** it. Get yourself a
can of Hershey's Syrup.
Truer words have never been spoken.
So, I was back in the States for a little over two weeks, and it was fundamentally different from when I went home for New Years. First, this recent trip was really wonderful: I was able to see many friends and family and spend a lot of time with them, I had a fabulous time at the concert in PA, and of course the wedding alone would have made the entire trip worthwhile. I really can't say enough about how great it was to spend time with the lucky couple, my two best friends from university.
However, when I compare that trip with the one I had taken previously; well, frankly, there is no comparison. The latter was just a colossal waste of time and money. I would recommend to any incoming JET that they do not go home unless there is something that truly warrants 26-30 hours of travel and a large drain on your bank account.
Also, because this past trip was so good, it left me with a very different feeling when I returned to Japan. Essentially, it made me remember what was so good about being in America, which I will quickly list because people love lists.
1. I can talk to anyone. In Japan, I have to seek out people to talk to because I don't speak Japanese. Hence, I only have about 150 people with whom I could potentially carry on an actual conversation. These would be nearby JETs and people my age from the military base. Sometimes I forget that in America I can literally strike up a conversation with anyone and how much fun it can be to do so.
2. Reasonable speed limits. I don't drive in Japan much (I'll be getting a car this month), but I still know what it's like to go throughout the prefecture at the break-neck speed of 40 KPH which is about 25 MPH. Seriously. The highest speed limit I've seen is maybe 70 KPH on a toll road which is just over 40 MPH. It's really quite pathetic.
3. Highways. That toll road I mentioned above is only two lanes. Total. No passing. Also, it costs about 10 bucks to take. Maybe in the south, near the bigger cities, they have proper roads, but not all the way up here, and just to drive to Tokyo it would cost over $100 in tolls one way. Heck, even in WV we have an amazing road system. You're not that big, Japan. I'm disappointed in you.

Wow, you're so little; how did you get so many people inside you?
Well, because your trains are so amazing, I'll let the highway thing slide, Japan. This time.
And finally:
4. My friends are there. Not to say that I'm not fond of my friends in Japan, but there are a few select people that I will interact with regularly for the rest of my life, and hanging out with them again reminded me of why they are in that select group.
I'll be back one day... just not yet.
JetSetArnett Out.
So much to say