3.0

Will Ferguson is kind of a dick. But it's hard not to be a dick when you live and travel in a country where it's constantly made clear that you don't really belong. I haven't been to Japan (other than a quick trip through Narita airport), but I lived in South Korea for several years, and there are some strong similarities between the two countries. I was kind of a dick at times, too. And, perhaps that's why parts of this book were so painful to read, because it reminded me of my own less-than-exemplary behavior when I was tired of being pointed out, stared at, asked the same questions repeatedly, and told the same cultural bullshit over and over.

Apart from my own visceral reaction, this is an interesting travelogue of Ferguson's trip northward through the Japanese islands, following the blossoming of the sakura (Japanese cherry tree). Alternately sad, funny, and informative, Ferguson interlaces historical information along with his own experiences.