I nearly accepted an English teaching job with a school. Among
other reasons, I turned it down because the hours clashed with my
schedule. I found giving private lessons more fulfilling because of
the camaradie I developed with my students. They were eager to
learn about life outside of Japan. In some ways I felt super guilty
because it didn't feel like I was teaching. It felt like I was
visiting a friend. 
They paid for the textbooks I bought and we'd do
textbook work for 30 mins after 30 mins of conversational English.
While I was in Japan, I couldn't wait to leave. Now, I miss alot
about living there.
