After placing my order and nearly vibrating with anticipation, I sighed with relief as the first sip of life renewing elixir hit my tongue. Then I had a terrible, awful, horrifying thought. In all my excitement to move to Japan (the land of green tea) I had completely and inexplicably forgotten about my love affair with Starbucks.
I'm going to have to give it up! But it's gonna be ok. I can do it. It's a small price to pay for getting to live abroad, and it's only for 4 years.
I don't know about the commissaries over there, but I do know that every single commissary I've ever been in in the states has had a wide and fairly impressive variety of home brew coffee that comes in either whole bean or pre-ground form. So I know I obviously will not do without. It's just that Starbucks is my vice. Pathetic. I know.
Today I actually sat down and googled "Starbucks Okinawa Japan" and much to my surprise, several responses appeared on the map! After further investigation of the pinpoints I knew it was true.
Oh my god! They have STARBUCKS over there!
I did a quick and silent prayer of thanks that in the midst of a foreign and unfamiliar land where I will be away from everything I have ever known, I will be able to find that little bit of the familiar. Certainly there will be slight differences. The menu will of course be in Japanese and hopefully English too, but it will smell the same, taste the same, and if I get homesick I can close my eyes breathe it all in and make believe I'm home.