13 years ago today, I came to United States with just 1 suitcase… and now, I’ve been a proud permanent resident! Every year, on June 3rd, I think about the day I left Japan and arrived in San Francisco… it’s funny how life happens and how time flies… but I’ve been pretty happy throughout :)
This has nothing to do with my US anniversary (well, maybe?!) but there is a Commodore Perry‘s house few blocks from our new loft in Vinegar Hill. Without his visit, I don’t know what Japan would be like right now… and his house is gorgeous!!!