Nori is leaving at 7am - he won't be back until 7pm - long hours
It's 2pm and time for lunch. The breakfast has kept me going long - but it was
also some breakfast!
Breaded big green beans and breaded fish plus two fried eggs and two sausages,
a big bowl of rice
and miso soup with potatoes and onions. That makes you going until now. 74,13
km. I only miss 17 km
to get to Futtsu, which is the goal og today.
Yet another golf training center As a cyclist you have to put up with much
I haven't seen a bench all day - or i toilet. Suddenly there's a supermarket.
When I see a bag of
apples for 298 Y I HAVE to have it. A sudden urge for an apple. You don't buy
fruit in boxes here.
Normally it's one or two pieces which are packed as if it was gold and costs
accordingly. 10 grapes
the size of ping pong balls, but then they're only for special occasions. But
when you consider
the average living age you can easily do without.
It has been hot and humid since I came to these areas again. 32 degr. today,
so I had to have a Coke -
again. It's turned into a habit.
I must comment on the dinner last night, I never eat su-shi before. I have
seen sheer fashion one
can easily do without.
I'm happy I waited until the "real stuff" came by. For what can be better than
to eat su-shi in the
land og the su-shi, Japan - and it was!!! An experience for life. If you get
something just slightly
like it in Denmark, the su-shi restaurants have got a new customer. And beer
and hot sake makes it
even better.
When I came out of the supermarket I just dragged the bike hoping to get a
glimpse of somewhere to sit.
And immidiately some benches in front of a pascinko club turned up. After
having "charged the
batteries" I went on on a bicycle lane that as usual changed from good over
bad to overweeded or
simply not-existing.
Reached Futtsu. Here the family went to fish when the children were young, and
it's still here the
father catches at least some of the fishes we've been eating, among which was
a big flat fish, that
tasted like plaice, but was much bigger.
I decided to go the last km to the ferry, to see if there were more departures
today. At the net I
found a site where it said there were only four daily departures.
In the end the road came close to the coast and the feeling of a cooling
breeze from the sea in my face
made the hot day seem better. There were some tunnels to go through, but they
were short.
Quite exhorsted I got there after 105 km to realize there were more than 10
daily departures of which
the next was at 5.20 pm. I had just bought an icecream when it was time to
board. And here I am sitting
in the first row waiting for the departure. You see the contours of a town in
the mist at the other
side.
On our way to a town somewhere in the mist
Such 40 min's sailing on a calm day is a nice change from the hectic life of
the main road. There are
a lot of ships on their way from Tokyo that we're crossing on our way to
Kurihana. I believed it to be
rather flat, but there are low mountains behind the town, which is much
smaller than I'd expected.
There's no doubt in my mind, it's a guest house day.
I roll up street and down street until I meet something that reminds of a
hotel. There's even a bell.
On my question "Is this a guest house?", he answers "No, no, no", and I wonder...
but I just ask where
I might find one? And he explains and I pay attention to the name. And when I
have a feeling it might
be here, I ask two ladies. One of them looks around, sees the sign and says: "Yes,
it's right there".
It's a little up a street, but also fully booked. I write "also" because it
according to the latest
landlord should be an alternative, but I just was there, so he suggests a
third place, and here I am
After two cups of green tea and an apple, it's time for a shower. Here's
aircon and that's good because
it's hot as hell here in the 2'nd floor in room 301 without it.
A typhoon is on it's way, but maybe I can just go around the penninsula,
before it arrives. I'd
prefer to lay under in a big city.