This year’s Okinawa Day was great fun. Hiro and I snapped happy, stuffed our faces and even drank a good amount of awamori. The awamori was from Kumejima, so I got a little sentimental.
This year the kids stole the show. They were so cute and so happy and so enthusiastic.
Being a ha-fu of a much much older generation, it was a little bit of pure joy to see so many ha-fu kids running around. I wish that I was exposed to my Japanese side much more as I was growing up. Nevertheless, I must not complain, I am learning new things about Japanese culture everyday thanks to Hiro, Hari, my in laws and the rest of my extremely patient Japanese friends and family.