Hotel Prime Toyama
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... in my hands as they are frozen.
I finally arrive back to return the bike, and head back to the hotel for a warm bath. Oh the relief to be warm again. Worked out the ride was around 35ks, so will be interesting to see how sore i am tomorrow. Thoroughly enjoyed the ride, even if the conditions were not favourable.
Finally a blue sky day. So i take off for a long, time consuming journey up into the mountains to see the snow tunnel and mt tateyama. ...
Heavy dinner again with even more food than the previous night. Unbelievable food. The rice had been harvested only a few days ago. I have not tasted rice this good before. Needless to say, I couldn't eat the sashimi and couldn't offload it to anyone else. I did boil one piece of tuna in the soup and it tasted OK.
The big boss of the ryokan, usually a woman, came out to thank us for staying. I guess she ...
... cold on the return trip in the open carriages but worth the views.
When we returned to the station, Owen was waiting for us with the bus. We had enough time for a quick shower and dressed in the traditional formal yukatas for dinner. Dinner was a sampling of different food types. I had to disgrace myself in the eyes of the Japanese by cooking my sashimi. I don't do raw fish, tuna or prawns. We had wagyu beef that we had ...
... to everything on the road. But after reaching the first rest area, I had felt quite confident. Aqua, the small Prius hybrid car by Toyota is quite smooth, quiet, and oil-saving. The screen shows the oil consumption by km/liter, and the number usually fluctuated between 25-35. (On the last day when I filled the tank, we only consumed 21 liters for 600+ km! around 30 km/l, very impressive!)
The drive up the mountain ...
... results from living in small, close quarters. Everyone, it seems, has a stereo with good speakers and a music collection they are proud of. The scenario (regularly) goes like this: The neighbor I share a wall with is listening to pop music. I can barely hear it because two doors down Russian thrash is playing and it's turned up really loud so as to fully experience the effect of the 'devil' voice. Across the way it's Latin dance tunes (who can play those quietly?) and ...