Honshu and Okinawa

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I am back. I spent 10 days in Japan, 5 days for work on the main island of Honshu and 5 days of solo adventure in Okinawa. Travel is so invigorating dispite the uncomfortableness. Jetlag, anxiety, crowds, and other discomforts aside, it is mind-expanding and rewarding. Work went well. I flew a new airline (Skymark) from Tokyo to Naha. I am always wary of strange discount airlines and all the traps they set. However, I had a great expereince with "Sky". I was actually shocked. Super easy checkin at the airport, no extra fees even with extra luggage. The primary mission in Okinawa was to visit the Peace Park and the suicide cliffs of Okinawa. From what I understand, at the end of WW2 the inhabitants were encouraged to commit suicide rather than surrender to the Americans and get tortured and eaten. Besides other types of suicide, they jumped off the cliffs at the Southern end of the main island. If you have seen the original color footage taken at the time, I am sure you ...

North Georgia

Angie and I went for a hike that turned into more of a drive than a hike. We hiked a bit. We drove much more. The Honda hasn't been out for a romp like this in a year. It was time. After we got back, the fingerprints of black fuel residue on the back of the car reminded me that the car needs to go. And the car goes. It can handle the mountain roads better than the motorcycles it seems. It was fun, but it seems more dangerous than the airplane. I am not complacent on either one. I fret about safety. From the top of the highest mountain in Georgia I took the picture of Blairsville Airport. I have flown in there previously. Instinctual, I knew where it was.


I got the chance to visit the overlook at Tallulah Gorge. The last time I was there was 35 years ago. I stopped there when I rode my motorcycle from Ohio to Florida when I was in School in Columbus Ohio. It took me three days, rain, camping out, experience building and all that. I said I would be back, and guess what? I got back. It is the same place. The gorge is still deep. It was great to regenerate the memory. The hot dog (with cole slaw) tasted just as good as it did 35 years ago, actually better. I didn't care what it cost this time.


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