During winter vacation, I traded Hyogo’s rice paddies and fallen leaves for the pineapple fields and mangrove forests of Okinawa! Hoping to take advantage of off-season prices and fewer crowds, a fellow ALT and I embarked on a journey of island hopping, ocean kayaking, coral reef snorkeling, and a long list of other exciting activities….
 At the start of February I dragged my hands from under the kotatsu just long enough to click ‘buy’ on flights to Okinawa as a congratulations to myself for surviving my first Japanese January. I have just returned from said weekend bringing the sun with me (you’re welcome) and thought it only fair to…
This had been the image of Japan in my dreams: a land that looked part cyberpunk and part geisha, a land with cities that rose up from the dark, grey sea in a swirl of neon blinking lights and giant steel buildings, labyrinthine in that each building led unto the next in a uniform fashion….
It all started when I got a phone call in June from my younger brother Len, who lives in Okinawa. He said he was signing up for a big triathlon in Okinawa, and if I didn’t sign up too he’d call me a loser for the rest of my life. So I agreed. My older brother, on the other hand, declined, saying he didn’t have a good bike. What a loser!