Hotel breakfasts in Japan range from simple to extravagant.
This one was pretty good; I had to cook that white fish … by myself! I thought I should’ve gotten a discount for that one.
A few types of fish; assorted Japanese pickles and mushroomy things, an orange wedge, a blob of egg, and a blob of tofu floating in some grass or algae or something. They had all you can eat rice and miso soup too … which I did … except it was more like all you can drink for the miso soup part.
If it looks like a big breakfast, it’s because there are 2 of them: someone sat across from me and watched me eat both.
Most of the rest of the rest of the places I stayed at either didn’t offer breakfast or had a “help yourself” to coffee, juice, bread, and rice type deal going on. I would have said all of the rest of the rest of the places had this “help yourself” style, but one didn’t … so I can’t.
Fueled up and ready to roll, I was off to the next destination:
Tōjinbō 東尋坊 , Fukui Prefecture
Wikipedia describes it as: “a series of surreal, eerie basaltic cliffs“.
I think the person who wrote that must have really liked them a lot and had a bigger vocabulary than me.
It was hard to get the “eerie” feeling with 1,000 other people standing all over the place. You just can’t see them in my photos because … I’m really good I guess. I bet I could take pictures at the Olympics and you wouldn’t even know there were any people there … or that the photos were of the Olympics either!
If I had to write this one up in Wikipedia, I’d say “It was pretty cool in a day trip sort of way and it didn’t suck”.
Tōjinbō is also a well-known place to commit suicide. According to statistics, as many as 25 people suicide off the cliffs annually. Recently, a retired police officer, Yukio Shige, began patrolling the cliffs and has so far convinced 129 people to not jump and seek help; he keeps in touch with every one of them to this day. (from Wiki)
See! I can be informative sometimes. So stay away from this place at night … unless you want some old cop talking to you and phoning you all the time afterwards.
I spotted a Harajuku girl wobbling and teetering over the rocks. I guess sometimes Harajuku Girls do travel.
You can take the Girl out of Harajuku, but you can’t take the Harajuku out of the Girl … I guess.
There were a lot of tourist shops selling seafood on sticks, possible art pieces made out of shells, and those toys that look like a ferret’s wrestling with a ball.
This tombstone/lantern/giant elephant planter shop was a bit slow on the day I was there.
There was ice cream for sale too. I notice this dropped cone in the parking lot and wondered why the nearby crows weren’t fighting over it. Then I noticed a hawk/kite/thing that crows are scared of thing circling in the sky.
That bird was pretty fast: I was almost tempted to buy an ice cream cone and drop it in the parking lot so I could get a better picture of it. (the bird not the ice cream cone)
The crows swarmed in afterwards for the ice cream spoils. I tucked my spoon back in my pocket.
And then I was off to the next destination which was an 8 hour drive like a madman away.
I passed by Obama even, but didn’t have time to stop in and say hello.
note: I ate a bunch of clams on a stick while observing the rocks. The clam on a stick seller said my Japanese was really good … until I said I’d lived here for 9 years. Then she kind of just wandered off and pretended to look like she was doing something important.