Saturday morning was glorious, we headed up to Pineapple Park in Nago. It started getting cloudy along the way, but we were assured this wasn't an outdoors-vital trip, so we went for it. Craig's coworker goes a lot - we were curious as to why. Here we are after parking in the lot, headed toward the entrance. Yep - pineapples everywhere.


The car magically pulls up, the staff member person places you inside... Mia was a little excited.

They turn on a little MP3 player thing (thankfully in English for us) and it narrates as the car drives you around the park. No steering, no track - anyone have an idea how that happens? GPS? Gotta love Japanese technology. Used for the Pineapple Park! Look - NO HANDS!

This is what you see when you emerge from the garden part of the trip. At the top of the hill, next to this giant pineapple, is the building with the shell museum, winery & shop. Think Costco meets wine-tasting rooms with unlimited samples.


However, we did buy some wine (it was pretty tasty, though sweet):


They also had dragonfruit for sale. This is one of the prettiest fruits around.

Yes - Pineapple chocolate. In a fountain. Mia was transfixed. It's basically white chocolate flavored with pineapple - and it's pretty good, actually. After this expensive outing, we needed some savory lunch!

As it began to sprinkle, we headed out to find Ufuya. The word means "big house" in Okinawan dialect. This was a big spread out house with many rooms, all around the side of a hill with waterfalls and plants and flowers - and shiisa out front, of course:



We were led up narrow staircases in beautiful dark wood rooms with amazing views and open windows - the sound of waterfalls was everywhere. And soba noodles were on the menu! YUM. Here's Mia cheesing for me. The tables were all low down, everyone sat on the floor. You can see the pits for their feet.



As we ate we hoped it wouldn't rain too hard so that we could hike around the grounds. Mia enjoyed one of the few swings in the front yard.

These purple beauties were everywhere - lovely.

The view from the top of the hill behind the restaurant.

Looking down a waterfall at someone's table.


We took a side trip on the way home to a small island I saw on the map. We pulled into a parking area just off the bridge, and I peeked through the pines and saw these two people fishing (you can't see the fishing pole, but it's there):

There was a beach area on the other side of the street. Mia went shell hunting, and Craig set up the tripod. In between, he though it'd be funny to throw her into the ocean. Mia apparently thought that was funny too. This one's title is "trust".

Showing off a shell to Craig.



Some of the tall grassy reed things next to the bridge (yes, that's the botanical name for them, thank you).

A couple of guys had set up some fishing poles. I don't think they caught much, but they made for a cool picture.


The freeway here is a toll road, we take it when we have to go a bit farther than usual. Some of the signs are pretty funny. This one makes me think a scary warthog is going to come charging out at our tires!

Yes, we had to do the touristy thing; here's our picture on the bottle of pineapple wine!


The whole album (be sure to read the captions) can be found here.
3 comments:
wow..I am uber jealous of the wine. No alcohol consumption at the Fisher House..BoO!
Okay - I think you're talking about the blue rock thrush (second blueish bird from the bottom right). The one at the very bottom is a a green kingfisher ... which we have here in the States. The blue rock thrush is a common Japanese bird but very bitchen.
http://www.pinkmoose.ic24.net/images/blue-rock-thrush.jpg
I think it's cool to see how many of those birds are also found here in the Western US. The osprey is one of my favorites - it has the fish in his talons. I just watched one catch a fish the last time I was in Del Mar.
And yes ... I know I'm LAME.
Don't know you but I googled that pineapple wine, because someone gave us a bottle and I hate sweets but LOVE this wine.
AND, our daughter is named MAYA, and she looks so much like a mini version of your MIA that we felt inclined to write.
Happy travels!
Kate & Andrew Spitser (Culver City, CA)
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