Thirty seven days and a wake up until the trip. Once again taking that trip back to a place that I cannot justifiably describe. It's incredibly blue, immensely warm, and immeasurably friendly. Back to blue...opening the blinds to see what I have missed for over 3 long years. It's home, it's comforting, it's Okinawa.
Having lived here in the past for an extended period, I am no longer viewed as a gaijin, or foreigner. I am rather referred to as Uchinanchu, an Okinawan in spirit. Quite an honor for me. Okinawans are quite an accepting society.
I promise to post a picture a day to document my stay. Pictures of the bluest seas, the greenest mountains, children playing, flowers blooming. and of course the food of the Island. I will narrate my world daily in a few lines, and I will write poetry when inspired by my Muse. I might even complain about the stifling heat. That's what I promise. I hope you'll follow this blog starting in mid May.

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