on going native

You know you've been gone a while, when:

You miss chopsticks at mealtime (we still use ours)

You feel uncomfortable around all the Gaijin (non-Japanese), but you're in the US.

You catch yourself still bowing to people (and apologizing profusely when you cut someone off in the grocery store.)

You make a special trip downtown to Sakura Square to shop for Japanese stuff you just had while you were there.

You find yourself looking for love hotels while riding the lightrail, knowing you won't actually find any.

You miss MOS Burger. Mmm... MOS Burger...