It's always nice to wake up inside. If for nothing else, you know you don't have to have to pack up a tent, affording you a few more minutes of sleep.
The headwind from the day before had drained my energy, as I slept way past the morning sun and put in a good 11 hours worth of sleep. Kyle had to work today for just a few hours at around ten, so neither of us were in a rush.
It's also my sister Zoilas birthday, so I'll try and find some cake today to nosh on her behalf. Happy birthday!
After work and a visit to the post office, Kyle and I decided to go out and cycle a few towns over for lunch. Along the way, he showed off the cool beaches that make this part of Shikoku famous with the surfers.
Another Toyō town beach. This section of Shikoku, where I have only visited for the first time today, is so familiar to the hidden beach style of California's coast. If you know where to go, you can view paradise.
Along the way to lunch, we caught up to a group of tourists! These guys were hustling down the road, all in formation like a team of racers. We exchanged good mornings, and followed the for a while until we had to peel off and turn towards our restaurant destination. Strange to me, the group was cycling North, counterclockwise to how most pilgrims, travelers, and locals would go. But hey, no where is it written that you have to follow generalities.
After lunch, which was a breaded chicken breast over curry and rice in a restaurant where (understandably) everyone knew Kyle, we ate the local product in ice creamed form. The flavor, tangerine. I think if you even go back to yesterday's post, you can see a surfing tangerine on the Toyō town sign. If there are two things that capture this place, these are it.
After lunch, we came back home and just relaxed for a bit in Kyle's hydrangea garden drinking coffee and shooting the breeze.
What Kyle tells me of the people who live here, all sounds supremely fantastic. A man and a wife, with their own property in a small town with beaches, a chicken coop, no electricity, and running stream diving them from the road where no cars go.
The view from the home above. Flooded rice paddy fields reflect the purity of the sky above it.
At the end of the day, I met another ALT and a Japanese music instructor for dinner. The four of us cho we'd down hard on some home made champo nabe and watched Japanese comedy on a laptop.
Kyle is an ambitious planner, and we have set a challenging route. He only has 16 days worth to move around and get back home, and we want to see so much. We'll get to it, or we'll have a good time trying. That's all for now, tomorrow we hit the road!!
Love,
-A
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