August is the month in which:

In which I come to Japan with shiny eager eyes but a fear that I won't find it to be home.

In which I begin to teach and find I like it.

In which I have many adventures that involve getting lost and eating strange things.

In which I learn to be on time (mostly) and start to enjoy taking the train.

In which I visit the Joypolis with my Japanese freind that was best friend and neighbor when I was on exchange eight years ago.

In which I start to feel like I'm settling in.