Irrachi

Legend has it that a group of Minoan settlers came to Osaka 3 thousand years ago, after the destruction of Thera. Or maybe it was the other way around- Osakans became Dorians and invaded the southern Balkans...
Anyway, I am here, in the Greece of Japan and I think nothing says it better than "Irrachi" (I mis-spelled it before)

Irrachi is that feeling deep inside, that fire so to speak, when one must live life, and one must MUST dart across the street on a red light! To stay, to be yukuri, or take it easy, would be to go against this fundamental part of life. Stress would then build up. No, hurry, hurry!
And this of course explains the little kenka (fight) that may have occured with the homestay argument- In Hirakata, the southern Peloponessus of Osaka- I was put it seems with the most Greek-like of the Osakans, or shall I say, the most Osakans of the Osakans, and so we live life passionately at the homestay!