Super Hotel Naha
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The Good, The Bad and the Tugly
... She also drove us the short distance to the ferry . As we left the harbour, Shozo pulled alongside the ferry and waved for at least a minute as we did likewise from the upper deck.
The ferry’s return to Naha on the Okinawa mainland was fast again but this time on much rougher seas and there were people sick enroute. I’m surprised the sake from the night before didn’t put us in that group.
Naha was celebrating the “Rope ...
Finding Nemo
... All of this was for a fee but I think we got good value. The variety of fish and coral we saw was astounding. We even got to swim with a couple of sea turtles!
We were back just about noon and had a meal at another local establishment. Graeme and Bryan headed out to another beach for more snorkeling but I was wiped from the morning’s dive and slept for a few hours.
When the guys got back we set off up the street for our dinner.
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Sayonara, Japan!
... He will return to the US in a few months, so that makes it a bit easier to say good-bye. It was precious time together this week. Now we are in the room trying to get everything bag into our allotted luggage. Tomorrow morning, it is off to Naha to drop off our little Japanese car and get to the airport. We will fly to Seoul where we will have a three-hour layover. Then, we are on to Beijing to see Shekar’s cousins. ...
Shisa, Bingata, and School Life
... a peanut butter “donut” for breakfast. Then, we drove north to pick up our new Okinawan friend, Dibbie. Dibbie took us to lunch at Ryukyu Mura (http://okinawahai.com/2007/11/ryukyu-m ura.html). To order your lunch, you enter money into a vending machine and punch a button of the item you want to order. Then, you are given a ticket which is given to ...
Royalty
... was, but she only spoke Japanese. She graciously read us the label - in Japanese.
From the castle, we went to a shopping district and wandered the streets and back through a market. We found a booth with musical instruments. Much was unfamiliar and we asked our usual question, "What is it?" (I don't know why we ask that because we can't understand the answer when they tell us!) We never did find the answer ...