JET Application Then

So I finally handed in my second JET application.  As with all of them (I presume) it took a long time to get sorted; and the very fact I managed to pull the barrels of information together is a minor miracle.  Thanks to all those who helped, I wouldn't have come this far without everyone.

If anyone is watching from JET, please please please please please let me go to Japan...

This is what a room of JET application looks like.  All this goes into a giant envelope and is whisked away to the embassy in London.

My stomach is turning already, simply thinking about how (if) my application will be received.  As with all these things, something will almost certainly have been forgotten or lost either in creating the folder, or in translation.

This is the thickness of all the papers required for application.  This isn't the complete pack, it only gets thicker.

I would be interested to know how much of a backside ailment the original scheme was, in terms of forms and filing.  The infamy of Japanese beaurocracy leads me to believe that it was always, and always will be this annoying.


Check out the TV times in the background too.  Please don't steal all the sensitive information that is (probably) present in these pictures.  Ok then, you can steal my identity, but can I have it back when you're done?

What I did Today:

What I did today was get very wet.

I decided to go to the botanical gardens; and seeing as today is my second to last full day in Kyoto, come hell or high water I was going to see these gardens.

Knowing this, He gave me high water.  It's the most rain I've seen since I've been here (including the 'typhoon' (if you want to call it that) because I was asleep when that hit, so I didn't really see any of it) and it finally enabled me to put on my waterproof trousers!  They saw some in anger use, finally!

The gardens are actually really nice, and they fit the tempo of the area to a nicety.  Kyoto is a relaxed city, if that's not an oxymoron.  It's certainly a lovely place to be, and I wouldn't mind teaching in this area.  Hell; I'd love to teach here.

After that expedition I went chinese dress hunting.  Kyoto is as traditional as it comes, and with that come traditional values.  Traditional values essentially means there are no chinese shops in this area, let alone ones selling chinese dresses.  I will continue my brave search however; maybe into the furthest reaches of Tokyo, who knows.

On another note, JET applications started today.  I spent an hour filling in the forms I'll need, only to find out their 'save' option doesn't appear to work.  It's going to take a considerable amount of time to complete, that's for sure...

If you're reading this JET officers:  Please let me come back here!  Please!  I'm begging you!

I'll put the photographs of today up when I have some time, but at this rate that may well be after I arrive back in England.