Super Hotel Aomori
1-3-14 Hashimoto Aomori, Aomori, Tohoku, 030-0823, Japan
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Aomori: Neputa 2
... great bargains.
The point about mentioning this is not to talk tediously about my search (fruitless, anyway) through the 100 yen store, but rather to point out that teenagers, despite being decked out in elaborate costumes and bells, still congregate in big cliques at the food courts and arcades, even just before their big performances. It was actually really funny to watch them fiddle with the bows and folds of their costumes ...
Hirosaki: Neputa Festival
... anywhere on the route.
The neputa is based on a call to arms. The floats have imagery of battles—real and fantastical—on the front and more romantic (maybe the rewards of a victory on the battlefield) on the back. The idea is that this would inspire those to fight. Appropriately, there floats are accompanied by the beat of drums and the exhortation of the parade members. It’s more like a grunting shout from the head marcher that ...
Hite Hite
... sword was from the 16th century and worth 3 million USD. I got to touch it. His name is Naohiko Hayakawa and he is on Youtube. feel free to look him up.
What a great trip thus far. in the evening, our group (Road Scholar) had a private dining experience on the fantail of the ship where we sample fresh saki and copious amounts of other spirits. It was a dinner to ...
Space A/Airplane Food/Japan
... 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" ...
Lit From Within
... due until 8:45, so I knitted for a bit in the hotel lobby before going to the station. The confirmation email I'd gotten from the bus company had listed the boarding place as "beside the koban", so I dutifully parked myself by the police box. It wasn't long before the the bus showed up, and I was one of only a handful of people who got on. Since I had no seat mate, I left my bag on the seat beside mine.
I managed to doze for the ...



