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Living abroad

This already happened but I’m going to write a lot about my time overseas. The first time even outside Europe for me.

These posts will be placed throughout my others posts. *Have to get in shape with this boys.

Anyway, it was at the end of last year. I would be living as an expat for 3 months overseas. This would be my very first time. And the chosen country would be.. here it comes, you might have guessed it. Japan! That also explains why I know a lot about the Paris Syndrome, for which I will be writing a lot more.

But as part of my freelance writer for divers fashion and lifestyle magazines I had to go to Japan and try to live as a Japanese in Tokyo. The fashion heart of the country.

I chose a very steady and good international health insurance and was almost good to go. I had to arrange a couple of things and wanted to have my first contacts ready before going there.

And off I go.

 

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Syndrome de Paris

Better known for the Japanese under パリ症候群 or Pari shōkōgun. The word ‘shock’ is in there.

It is characterized by a number of psychiatric symptoms such as acute delusional states, hallucinations, feelings of persecution (perceptions of being a victim of prejudice, aggression, or hostility from others), derealization, depersonalization, anxiety, and also psychosomatic manifestations such as dizziness, tachycardia, sweating, and others. Similar syndromes include Jerusalem syndrome and Stendhal syndrome. The condition is commonly viewed as a severe form of culture shock.

 

 

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Don’t hate

I love my life. I love everything about it but I do miss a boyfriend. Someone who I can share this intensely with, until then I am more than happy to share it with my readers. You.

Vie de Moi.. it’s very broken French. But there was a very old man, like a grandpa, who saw me sitting on a terrace enjoying my Cafe Late. He came over for small talk but all he could talk about was himself, his life, his goals, his success and his woman. I always laughed because his French was very bad and always said: “Vie de Moi”. Literally means Life Of Me.

I loved this sentence so much, I wanted to us it. After all, my English is also not so good.

For hopefully all my many readers I will start about Paris, City of Love. But you have to be careful, especially for the Japanese readers among us for the so called Paris Syndrome.

 

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