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Confucius Lives Next Door

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When our thoroughly American family of five moved from the wide-open spaces of Castle Rock, Colorado (population 7,600), to the noise, rush, and crush of teeming Tokyo (population 27,600,000), we knew that we were in for a long journey, in more ways than one. The trip itself seemed endless—it took two taxis, four buses, two airplanes, one train, one subway, and more of those assembly-line meals on little plastic trays than I care to remember. Our flight to Tokyo took off in July and didn't land until August. While this was actually just a quirk that came from crossing the International Date Line, we all felt as if we'd been traveling for a month or more when the jet finally came to a stop at Narita International Airport. Still, we didn't realize how far we had come until we got settled in Asia and began to look around.     For a family that had previously considered it fairly exotic just to cross a county line, the prospect of moving to a vastly different culture had an element of adve

Confucius Lives Next Door CHAPTER ONE Confucius Lives Next Door What Living in the East Teaches Us About Living in the West By T. R. REID Random House Read the Review The Other Miracle We took a jet plane to the next century.     When our thoroughly American family of five moved from the wide-open spaces of Castle Rock, Colorado (population 7,600), to the noise, rush, and crush of teeming Tokyo (population 27,600,000), we knew that we were in for a long journey, in more ways than one. The trip itself seemed endless—it took two taxis, four buses, two airplanes, one train,

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