Next Stop: Mount Fuji

Written by Kinza Rauf

A clear crisp Monday afternoon in November, standing in front of the prosperous mountain. Without a sip of coffee and minimal sleep, I feel more alive than ever. With a postcard-worthy view as my source of energy for the day, I am overcome with emotions filled with gratitude and joy. Still unsure if this is all a dream and I am seconds away from being woken up from deep slumber. Reality or not, I try to take in as much as I can before we are called back to the buses to head to the next village.