In the last three weeks we`ve been hit with two monster typhoons. The first was widely proclaimed to be The Biggest Typhoon In 10 Years. The second, which hit the day before yesterday, was pronounced The Biggest Typhoon In 22 Years. They were both incredibly powerful. Never seen anything like it. I was fine, nice and cozy in my fourth floor apartment, but I talked to another teacher who had to sandbag her entire foyer because water was about two feet deep in the street outside her house. Classes were all cancelled, and I got my supervisor to translate the weather report for me - that way I knew exactly when it would hit our area, so I could go out and get the necessities nice and early, the necessities being rented movies. Then I turned on the TV (it was kind of creepy that every single television station started switching to the Emergency band and showing pictures of the devastation it was causing), and watched the typhoon through my balcony doors. Both were over in a few hours. In the end, it was kind of a cool experience.

Of course, I`m also a little thankful that I`m going home in two months, hopefully Mt. Fuji decides to blow and finish us off.