Hometown

I finally came back to my hometown, Nara, to visit my family after spending a year and half in Roswell.   Coming back to Japan is always more shocking to me than going back to America.  I already know what to expect since I lived here for twenty some years.   However, time spent in America always  screws up my sense.  Especially coming back from Roswell (the huge desert land with nothing to block the sight),  Japan seemed a miniature fairy land to me.  Everything is tiny and all the building stand ridiculously close to each other.  It seems like there is no rules in town about building code and everyone seems to do whatever they want to do to their buildings.  They have their own aesthetics to decorate their house, which conflict with one with the neighbors.  Everything looks very cluttered and lacks harmony as whole.  I used to hate it, but now I am actually enjoying looking at it and liking it.