I had reserved my ferry ticket for the latest I could manage and still get back to my apartment at a reasonable time: 2ish. That left the morning and early afternoon open for more exploring. Since our trips to explore the peninsula were rained out due to the typhoon days before, we rescheduled for my last day. I’m really glad we finally got to check it out. The beaches were beautiful. I had never been to a beach with such coarse sand. I had way too much child-like fun just walking around in it. Jen told me that the beach is actually made up of a special kind of blue-black rock. I believe it’s volcanic. Regardless, the shores are apparently famous for this. I couldn’t believe how beautifully blue the water was either.
After the beach, we visited a shrine. As we approached, we saw a bunch of kids playing in the courtyard-ish area of what we now only 50% sure was a shrine.
Jen: Is this a shrine?
Jen: Is this a house?
Me: I’m not sure he understands…..
Turns out, he did understand. But he went to go find his mom because, “There are two foreigners wandering around who don’t speak Japanese.”
Imagine her surprise when we did. There was a family who lived at and took care of the shrine. The father of the family was the head priest. What was even cooler were special paintings that were out on display in preparation for the holiday of Obon. The mother and the grandmother talked to us a bit, telling us all about the history of the shrine. And then we got green tea, which was also fun. They were incredibly nice.
After a brief rest back at Jen’s place, it was time for me to head out. Though I spent most of the time curled up, trying to convince my inner ears that we were not actually moving, that they were just confused, the outside deck was open this time. So I walked outside a bit and got as much fresh air as I could.
Then it was just a two hour ride on the train and a 20 minute walk back to my apartment. All in all, a really good trip. I’m already looking forward to whenever Jen gets to visit me.