07/20/2008
Solita Shinagawa station, usually Italian coffee, but the usual queues this morning with the suitcases! You go to Narita airport, the city reached with the Tokyo Monorail in just twenty minutes from here. We have an appointment with Mikako and her children who will come to sea with us, the flight is to Shirahama to 13.00 and then we'll have time for lunch before boarding. The airport is very big and chaotic for many start their holidays and it seems that our destination is one of the most popular seaside resorts from Japanese families.
checked into buying a bento to consume, like everyone else, sitting uncomfortably in the waiting room. The bento Fabulous meals are prepared, packed in plastic or wood, where the pleasure given by the combination of flavors is matched by the harmony with which foods are put together, look good in short not only good to eat! The choice is difficult because the types of bento are many, vegetarian, with meat, fish, sushi, with rice ... in the end I choose one that's inside a little bit of everything, more attracted by the colors that the content . The box is heated in the microwave and returned with chopsticks, napkins and sauces to season, needless to say that the ready meal costs very little.
Finally the call of the flight, go! Taking off from Narita is fun because the track in front of the sea forced the pilots to "surge" a lot and the feeling of the stomach is pretty strong in my ears! We are already at high altitude and from there I see for the first time in its perfect conical shape the coveted Fuji-san, yeah, because the ground is never seen by the smog.
between a snack and coffee served by a smiling hostess, clean the JAL, the hour of flight is fast and there below us, between huge masses of rock, a strip of asphalt that ends at the sea ... the runway at Shirahama. But can catch him and stop before going into the sea? Gu is terrified, in fact, the approach maneuver is long and full of turns on the cliff to get in line with the runway approaches ... ... ... hit the ground floor! ... brakes? Brake! Frenaaaaaaa ............. Here we are at sea safely! Leaving the airport
smallest I've ever seen I realize that it's very hot here but the sky is blue, the sun is shining and the Pacific Ocean and the huge front and blue.
We get to retirement that our friends have booked for us, is a kind of ryokan, traditional Japanese the hotel where there are also mini-owned apartments. The room is nice and big, of course there is a tatami and enter barefoot, beyond the wall sliding another room with sofa, coffee table, refrigerator, the inevitable tea making facilities and a small garden. The f uton is bent in a corner with blankets and pillows, so that by day the tatami can be used to watch TV or chat while sitting on large pillows. Of course there is also a small bathroom but no shower because that is in feel, shared bathroom. Shirahama is a spa town renowned for centuries and in every house there is a hotel or onsen . are familiar with the room and mounted the futon in all its layers going at once to try the thermal bath of boiling water. Here too a long line of showers and then lower the tank, not very large, decorated with stones from which flows the hot water and ferruginous.
E 'already time for dinner and our friends are at home here giapu that lead us to eat in a shokudo, self-service restaurant whose dishes, but also western Japan are on display in the window in faithful reproductions of plastic. A meal costs about a thousand yen (six euro and fifty), water, green tea and broth are taken freely by the distributors. All very good and cooked on the spot.
Before going to sleep all the other detour 'onsen to sleep in the bed and then the lowest I've ever tried.
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