There are some magnificent beaches in this region, many popular with surfers. A couple of nights ago we stayed at a campground on a surfing beach. It showed us a side of Japan that we had not previously experienced. Most of the other campers were young surfers, many with small children. Everyone was active, but in a relaxed manner. And they were keen surfers, many already in the sea at 6:00 in the morning. I have no idea what a site in the campground cost, because when Ruth asked another camper where she should go to arrange for a site, the camper gave us one of their family’s sites.
Leaving the campground in the morning, we passed an exhibit of T-shirt art. Hundreds of T-shirts were arranged in uniform rows along the beach. In the morning light it was a striking scene, attracting dozens of serious photographers burdened with a fortune in camera gear.
We successfully survived “trial by sashimi” this evening at our minshuku. This traditional inn specializes in sashimi, and we were offered a mountain of it, presented in a visually arresting manner. In the past Ruth and I have been indifferent to sashimi, finding the tastes muted and relatively indistinguishable. In Japan we have been eating very fresh sashimi, and we are developing a taste for it. We particularly enjoy the regional specialty: lightly seared bonito in a sauce of vinegar and raw onions.
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