I’ve been in Japan this week, working. But that seems to be the theme here in Japan, so I fit right in. My hotel is in Tokyo, the cleanest city in the world I suppose. There is no trash (or trash cans) anywhere. The taxi windows dont have so much as a fingerprint on their clear glass. The people are clean too, all dressed in their uniforms, all matching.
I love the culture here. The bowing, the quiet tones of speech, taking your shoes off inside. It all fits my personality well. If I were going to live abroad, this might be a good place.
A view from my morning run at the Imperial Palace: