Ten Million Dollar View
Trip Start Mar 11, 2010
24Trip End Mar 24, 2010
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Ohio! I have no idea if that is the correct way to spell good morning in Japanese, but I do know that this is the way it sounds. I've wrestled the keyboard away from The Crave (he likes us to use capitalised articles as honorifics) to be today's guest blogger. After last evening's recollections of sulphur and soapsuds – we left Fukuoka and headed down the highway to Dazaifu, home to a revered 9-th century scholar, Suguwara No Michizane. Between the you will be a success in your exams headbands and soaking up the Zen atmosphere and scholarly vibes of Dazaifu, all the Anderson kids should be set for honour roll this June. Though it rained like the Dickens (subtle English teacher allusion), the students were real troopers and listened respectively and attentively and with delight to our really old guides (their words, not mine) who were really, really cute
After thanking our guides, who were, by the way, completely overwhelmed by our small token of appreciation, Trillium and Ontario flag pins, we all headed off for lunch. The kids are getting the hang of the street meat and vegetable selections, not to mention the notion of ice cream for lunch. They continued to contribute to the Japanese economy with well chosen gifts for those at home, and then we all boarded 5000 bus and made our way to check in at our hotel in Nagasaki. Before we sorted rooms and dinner hour; however, we took another ropeway, this time to Mount Inasa, nicknamed “Ten Million Dollar Night View”. (The summit, 1092 feet above sea level, only served to underscore the beauty of this incredibly stunning ocean side city. I don't know if everyone one remembers this, but Nagasaki was initially not a target for the American bombers. The first target was Kokura; however, due to cloud cover and low fuel, the second choice, Nagasaki was implemented. It is heartbreaking to look over such a stunning vista and think of the destruction over 60 years ago. I imagine the students will be as moved and saddened by tomorrow's visit to the Atomic Bomb museum as they were by Hiroshima.)
Once we made our descent, we supped at the hotel and the students did their level best to devour as much fried chicken as was available
PS: Happy Birthday to my daughter Adelaide on her 21st birthday. It seems like a long time ago that our raven haired and long legged beauty, born the night of an ice storm, welcomed us to her world. Love you to infinity and beyond, Adelaide.
(Crave here! This goes out to Morgaine and Grant ... I saw a camphor tree today. 1500 years old. So, I guess I've met the spirit of the forest.)