Milk of Human Kindness

Time to change from West to East. James and I go for a farewell lunch down on the bay.

This Gloria our wonderful waitress though I am not sure if that word is still useable.
It is a good life.
I eat crab. Dungeness crab, which is caught off the coast here, have no claws.
James gets very fancy Fish and Chips. No newspaper.

Bye bye San Francisco – thanks James for looking after me so well.

My apartment in Ginowan is immaculate with new tatami mats.

Nice

So many people have been nice to me whilst I was away. I mean they are nice to me when I am here as well but it is er nice to walk into an immaculate flat with a bunch of flowers and er nice message.

Thank you.

There are so many things to do. An incomplete list: everything made more difficult as my Japanese credit card has stopped working. Get computer fixed, pay pensioner’s health insurance, pay medical bills, pay for house cleaning, fix credit card problem, get a car, get eyes fixed, get my legs fixed, get iPhone reset to Japanese number and many more. I hate this stuff but it was made so much easier by the milk of human kindness of everyone I dealt with. The Okinawans will all go to heaven.

Haruna san fixes my legs.

Whilst I was away the main power breaker flipped = no electricity. No electricity means the freezer does not work and huge leg of lamb rots. Luckily Arisa san was able to switch the power back on after a couple of weeks but the leg of lamb was truly rotten.

Deep frozen but rotten leg of lamb. Does anyone have good recipes?

The weather is unbearable. 90 degrees heat with 90 % humidity most days. Impossible to do much.

Too hot to sail.

I love AC.

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