
This is where we would eat an amazing 7 course traditional Japanese meal, mostly raw fish or some variation of that theme.


There were little alleys and houses that typify much of smaller, rural Japan (i think!). There are little shrines and gardens on each little street of this small island that are moving and beautiful.
You may turn a corner here and see a shrine or turn a corner here and see a lovely home there.
Very beautiful, very lived in terrain.
Here is one with me in it!
This was our entry point to Noashima and exit point. We did have to go into Port Uno one time during our stay. I had made our Shenkansan (bullet train) tickets for 9:00 AM Saturday morning from Okayama (about 2 hrs away from Noashima by bus and ferry). Once we arrived, I realized the first ferry off the island was not until 8:52! So we took a trek into town and changed our tickets.
This is the primary ferry we take back and forth between Naoshima and Uno.
On our way back we had the opportunity to take a passenger ferry, a much smaller ferry.
We found out from Daniel that where we were going in Japan was famous for the Udon Noodle. And yes, you are supposed to slurp your noodles, it shows the cook you are enjoying them (i think). I think Jimmy is illustrating it well here!
There were a lot of wonderful language things that just made you laugh. I am sure my cousin Wendy can offer insight into this but the stereotype about translations into English were pretty true and often very funny. I hope it does not make it seem I am making fun of this. I would have no right to given my destruction of the Japanese language while I was there! Of course your own language is always easier than someone elses! I hope someone out there is blogging about this American who walked up to them at the Port Uno bus station and said "Kudasai" "bas Okyama" "Shenkasen." Which translates: "Please, bus Okayama, bullet train?" To which I was kindly helped to the appropriate bus!
This sign is great, I am not sure you can read the text, if not I will post it again with the verbage but it is a good example of what I am talking about.
The Naoshima Coast was beautiful. I have to admit, it looked a lot like the California Coast! What a great reminder, no matter where you go people are people and in many ways the land is the land. The building at the top of this photo is one of the museums. If you did a traditional Japanese dinner, you dined in the museum. It was incredible. VERY EXPENSIVE, so something we only did twice, but the food was amazing. The local economy is fishing so we had some of the best sushi and other traditional Japanese food I have ever eaten.
This is a picture from the pier you will see pictures of later of the Benesse House.
The weather was hot and humid, surpirsingly similar to Houston! They were having a heat wave of all things. The last day we were there, probably because of the typhoon, the temperature dropped and there was a lot more wind.
I will share some pictures of our room. All these buildings were designed by Ando - I spelled it wrong earlier it is actually Tadao Ando. Here is the link to his information and list of works on Wikipedia.
Anyway, it is hard to capture the power of his work on film. I will share here our room and the views from it, but so much is lost in the process. It was such a pleasure to have a space to be in and not feel like you were missing out on anything. It was an important part of us just being able to relax.
This picture is of the ceiling - which emphasizes how important natural light is to the room
This was the bar/ tea area/ sink with storage space underneath and above.
These are hooks and a place for shoes that is closed off by a rolling door.
There is an interesting phenomena in Japan, that perhaps someone more enlightened than I can explain. They love American words on t-shirts but often it doesn't make sense. Maybe there is something lost in the translation? Or maybe it is just like all the bad Japanese characters people in America get as tattoos that end up not meaning what they think it means.
Naoshima is a beautiful island in the southern part of Japan. I was entirely in charge of getting us from point A to point B, at Jimmy's request. So in a country that does not speak much English, even in Tokyo, I was on my own navigating the Shenkansen (Bullet train) from Tokyo to Okayama, the bus from Okayama to Port Uno and the ferry from Port Uno to Naoshima. But we got there without a hitch. My Japanese was horrible, but as my cousin Wendy said, they were very helpful as long as I was trying. We really had no problems getting there.
Although this picture was actually taken at the end of the trip, it is one of my favorite of Tokyo. It is an amazing city. Completely overwhelmingly huge, populated, a constant barrage of commerce and buildings. But charming and personal as well.