After the most stop-and-go, nauseated bus ride of my life (hey, at least I got to ride the same bus as my ancestors), the bus driver looked at us gaijins and told us that it was OUR stop. The Pineapple Stop. The person at the front desk of our hotel told us that the bus drops you off RIGHT IN FRONT OF the Pineapple Farm.
Is it any surprise that I ran to the front? That I quickly shoved the money in the gate keepers hands, while casually remarking "Huh, it's a bit more expensive than it said online"? That I didn't question why someone was handing me a map when it supposedly should be automated cars that drive you around the farm? I think the biggest clue was when we started reading signs for FAIRIES and enchanted forests... but NO. I still assumed it to be the beloved Pineapple Farm. I'm sure it's just around the corner, as soon as we complete this hidden treasure map and free the white fairy...
For reals. This happened.
Somewhere between the butterfly garden and purple fairy land, John finally broke the news to me, "uhhhhh, I don't thinnnnkkk this is it..."
|Tropical Okinawa Fruits apparently does NOT include the Pineapple Farm|
|At the actual pineapple farm. With the automatic carts|
|Lunch at Family Mart|
|Mexican man FTW|
|Next stop: Orion Brewery!|
|I begged for this photo|
|but he did this one all on his own|
|Orion Cans over the years|
|Contemplative over the Purple Sweet Potato ice cream...|
|The view from our room... which was attached to the aquarium|
|This was after our third attempt to get to the beach|