Kim decided to order umibudo, or sea grapes, an Okinawan specialty. These were described in the article has giving a "splash of exotic flavor" when you bit into them. We all decided to try it.
I didn't care for them.
more food: buttered asparagus
Kim decided to order umibudo, or sea grapes, an Okinawan specialty. These were described in the article has giving a "splash of exotic flavor" when you bit into them. We all decided to try it.
I didn't care for them.
more food: buttered asparagus
The following day, I developed some sort of allergic reaction to my eye makeup from the previous night* and woke up to some seriously swollen eyelids! It looked like I had been punched in the eye(think of the scene in Hitch when he eats shellfish and has a reaction - it was the same thing, but just on my eyes). However, our fridge and cupboards were very empty and Noa and I simply HAD to make a commissary run regardless of my "golf ball eyes." So, I stuck on my sunglasses at 5:00 pm on a rainy day and headed into the commissary with Noa. I played the diva role and acted like everything was perfectly normal - I even ran into a friend from church! I continued to wear them into the shoppette and Taco Bell. I'm sure I looked ridiculous, but it was necessary. Sorry, but I didn't take a picture. I was too focused on trying to reduce the swelling and then coming up with a plan to hide the scary sight.
Today, they are still slightly puffy, but almost back to normal
*Yes, I did take off my makeup upon returning home that evening(for those of you who were wondering).
When it's time for Noa and I to empty the garbage, it's a big undertaking. First we tie up the "regular" garbage bag. The we have to bag all the recyclable items in separate, clear bags: cans in one bag, bottles in another, glass in another, etc. Boxes have to be cut up and tied together. Old clothes, towels, or other cloth also gets tied up as well as paper and magazines. Any large items have to be picked up separately and we are then charged a fee. Broken glass and hazardous materials have to be wrapped up and labeled "dangerous." Then we take all the bags and tied up items, bring them downstairs, outside and place them into 2 different bins: combustible or noncombustible.
It takes a lot to keep the villege* happy.
*Notice that the first one says, "Let's create comfortable villege together." The Engrish still cracks me up every time I get on the elevator.
This is a portion of a stained glass window - well, actually a door into one of the shops.
I love these! I'm hoping to go back and purchase these or a similar set.
Our lucky find of the day was a shop that was far off the road. Kim and I saw a sign on the main road with some kanji writing and and arrow, so we decided to check it out. The road soon turned to dirt and we found ourselves driving down a dirt path in the middle of nowhere. At first we thought that we were going to really get lost in the jungles of Okinawa, but soon we came across a small clearing with some pottery pieces set out under a tent. The shop was right there too. You could see all the clay bowls sitting out, ready to be painted. The dishes were beautifully painted in traditional Okinawan style(at least that's what the woman told us). I picked up a couple of bowls and a gift. We'll definitely be going back.
Meanwhile, Gunnar is trying to convince us that he doesn't need a dental (which he doesn't, but when he's getting into trouble, I threaten it).
Look, ma! I'm ferocious with my white teeth!! Grrr...