   There's
a beautiful white sand beach
next to the Ernest House called Kisami Oohama. I have often heard that
the beaches in Japan are packed with people and polluted, but this spot
was cleaner than many beaches in Hawaii. Also, there was only 10 other
people on this beach. Most of them in the water trying
to surf ankle snapers. I would've loved jumping in the water. The
weather was also a key factor. Clear blue sky and nice sea breeze.
There are three beaches in the Kisami area and this one is the largest;
that's why it's called
Oohama, Oo coming from the kanji for big and Hama is the word for bay. 
There was no surf, but I learned from the local who owns the eatery,
Sunny Side, that they get good waves at certain times of the year. Note
to self - come when there's nice surf and off season, oh yeah, and
bring shorts/spring-suite ... I learned the best period, but that's my
little secret. If you get a chance to come down to Shimoda, please stop
by Sunny Side for a nice BBQ dinner or breakfast right in front of the
beach. Found out from the clerk @ the front desk that a musician
from Hawaii stayed @ the inn a couple of weeks ago. He came to write
songs and bodyboard. Said he couldn't write songs in Tokyo. The ojisan
from Sunny Side also mentioned this when we bumped into him on the
beach. Word of mouth .. the fastest way information flows in small
communities. Online small communities ... maybe IM, email, BBS,
newsgroups, and blogs are the fastest way micro content flows. Seems
like the same thing. Kentaro mentioned that this area has many
people who got burnt out in Tokyo. I am starting to relate. I think
that as long as I can get some weekend getaways once in awhile I'll be
ok. I realize that with so much happening in Tokyo, it's hard for me to
relax and just think about life. This realization started to come to me
on my way to Hawaii last month. Another thing that I just
realized is that I didn't do too much thinking while I was there. Too
busy paddling out in the morning and partying in the evening. The
flight over and back gave me time. Now I'm on a train thinking. Maybe
commuting time is my thinking time. Stuck sitting. Maybe I need to be
forced to sit and then I'll start thinking? ;)
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