“Although I understand the French better now, the reality is in France I’m still an outsider. There seem to be so many contradictions, so many social codes for different situations that make life interesting but also leave you feeling a bit vulnerable. Living in Paris requires constant effort: effort to make myself understood, effort to understand and to be alert for those cultural intricacies that can turn even going to the post office into a social adventure.”

Sarah Turnbull, Almost French: Love and a New Life in Paris, p. 163

I’m reading Turnbull’s tale of life in Paris with her French boyfriend (later her husband) as background for my trip to Paris next spring. I’ve been surprised by the many parallels of her experience to mine in Tokyo.

The second sentence of her quote applied to my life in Japan. Perhaps it’s universal for people living in a foreign culture.