I’m often asked the question – why I’m here. And I often answer – it` s a long story
Now I am going to tell it .
Once upon a time..
My old sister had been living in Japan. She had been staying in Japan totally for 10 years and finally moved to another country and now living there happily. Than she invited me to stay at her house and spend the summer. I happily accepted the invitation because such an interesting opportunity didn’t come so often. At that time I was a University student who had a lot of free time (summer holidays for university and school students in Russia last such as 3 months! Wonderful isn’t it?)
I left my home and went in search of adventure. That time I had no boyfriend that’s why I made so brave decision. Sometimes when we are alone we can do things that are never supposed to do or even afraid to do them being with someone. Our relationship with friends, relatives makes us happy, but sometimes makes us sluggish, narrow circle of our communications and we stop trying to do something new, because we start thinking “all we have now is enough”.
O.K... my story. I intended to stay at my sisters` place only for 3 months but really I stayed for 6. During first 3 months I was doing of a variety of part-time works to save money for fun and for my dream, next 3 months I was making fun. Incredibly, but I was doing all my work speaking only English; I couldn’t speak Japanese at all! Also I understood that many people in Japan can speak English too, and the percentage of such people is much higher than in Russia. On the weekends I was helping barmen in a café on the beach in Kamakura. This work was only twice a week, cheap but by the SEA! The first time when I saw the sea I was 17 years old. All the previous years, the sea seemed to me enigmatic world. Going to the sea sometimes was a real pleasure but to live by the sea had already applied to the world of dreams
By the way, many people from north countries dreaming of the sea.
With a great pleasure I agreed to work at the bar on the beach. And after I finished I could swimming. Where can meet two sea lovers? Of cause, by the sea. My future husband also was working at the same café. In a car accident he had broken the spine, stayed at hospital for a long time, left his company and decided to do something easy, something recovering.
