Kiyuna san is disturbed by my physical condition.
” Neil san, it is too hot . You must go home and rest. You look like man on T-shirt.”
I get up very early and head off to the Lily Fields of Ie Jima.
The population of Ie Jima suffered terribly during the Battle of Okinawa. Basically nearly all of them were killed. War no good.
I am here to visit the Lily Fields. Every years thousands of lilies flower on the west coast of the island. It is a very popular excursion to go to see them.
I think I am done with visiting things. Whether it be a cathedral, a shrine, a temple, a wonder of the world; I go ,”Oh that’s nice.” and then want to leave. This procedure usually takes about 10 minutes.
I catch the ferry back to the mainland. and go for lunch, which is the best part of any trip.
Run down looking shack by the side of the road. Great food!
Great lunch!
The Quiet Ripple Defines The Pond 
How d’you know they’re lilie’s? Cos Lily’s wearing them. Booboom !
Where does all this come from? I suspect it is My Old Man’s a Dustman. They don’t make them like Lonnie Donegal no more.
That roadside food look good – mouth’s watering!
When I entered the name Ie Jima into Google it somehow brought up Iwo Jima instead. Somewhere I’ve got a book about that horrendous battle. Apparently that island is closed to visitors now, perhaps unsurprisingly.
Those flowers are amazing. Ie Jima has other intriguing things, not least the statue of Hando-gwaa – sad tale of a girl misled by a rich guy. Seems she did get her own back!