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Hotel Oshita Hachinohe

23-1 Happyakukari Shiriuchi-machi Hachinohe, Aomori, Tohoku, 039-1101, Japan

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A travel blog entry by vigilantesilver

... flying Southwest overseas, except not nearly as accommodating or friendly. EVERYONE is traveling with children and they all cry all the time, seems like. But I put my headphones in and was able to sleep for an hour here and an hour there. The food was...edible. Lunch was "teriyaki" chicken with "rice." On the side there was some sort of meat product, not readily identifiable, wrapped in a tortilla and smothered in picante sauce. There was also "potato" ...

Fatted Calves

A travel blog entry by gadelle

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... fashionable boots I buy and wear in what passes for winter in Tokyo), though my feet were a bit sore. I found the downtown area and stopped in Doutor for a latte before deciding that I wanted to arrive earlier than planned in Aomori City.

My plan would have worked, except that I'd failed to take into account that the 10:22 train for Aomori City left Hachinohe Station, not Hon-Hachinohe, which is the name of the station in downtown Hachinohe, the station ...

Bullet day

A travel blog entry by eobrie16

... is a very mountainous country and we saw several snow-capped peaks as we headed north. It was still very much winter up there however. It's probably rather lovely in the summer! We did get off the train in Hachinohe, but there wasn't much going on. I think you need a car to get to the interesting sites. We didn't have much time anyway and it was quite cold!! So we did a quick jaunt around and ...

20 days in Okinawa, Japan Day 10

A travel blog entry by hawaiidawes

Just started this blog to try and remember all that we've done so far. It is day 10 here in Japan and the weather has been very hot and humid. It has been so hot that Skyler said that he wished the outside would have airconditioning! We've spent almost everyday going ...

Japan!

A travel blog entry by kliddle

... children who looked differently than I did, but we were not different to each other. Though I looked like a ghost with brilliant blue eyes and my friends looked like statues with the most silky deep dark hair, we were just girls playing in the sand with our dolls. We weren't white, dark, Japanese or American - we were friends.

Years later I took a month long trip back to Japan with a group of ...