Tag Archives: Elizabeth Kate Switaj

When the Typhoon Came

The night before the typhoon, my flatmates and I gathered around the TV with our translating dictionaries. We were still waiting for our Internet connection to be installed—and waiting to understand more than keitai, arigatou, and sumimasen. That night, we … Continue reading

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Game Night

I always drank Redhook at What the Dickens?, and that Sunday began as no exception. Normally, I like my beer a little darker than a bitter but after a few years in Japan, I had found myself nostalgic for things … Continue reading

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