"Well, do you want to go, Mr. Mio?"
Midsummer air in Fukuoka is a little deep in the body used to air conditioning on the Shinkansen. It seems possible to be in the shadow of a large corrugated roof.
If this is in the shade, how hot is the station square lit up with that one? Even so, it may be easier to spend time than in the heart of Tokyo, which was heated by asphalt.
"Me, where can I be taken any further...?
"Tourism and even my parents' house, if you don't mind Mio. I guess the dome's just after tomorrow."
"Why...?
"Because Mr. Mio said he wanted to come"
"It is. Yeah, I appreciate that."
Since yesterday or so, Mr. Mio looks quite confused.
Hakata Bus Center - the official name is Bus Terminal, but it was hard to say or the bus center call was basic - is following the red line buses in and out with a twinkling eye with tremendous frequency.
"Well, you'll get used to the Fukuoka air when you get to my parents' house, I'm sure."
"I guess...... Oh, how far to Matsumoto's house?
"Is it time? If you go straight, it'll be about an hour."
That's all I ask, I look at the information board at the bus center and Mr. Mio nods yeah yeah.
"Oh well. Souvenirs are fine with cake, then. Let me know if you have an allergic family."
I'm going to say something that makes me feel weird about my years in a childish tone.
The stress of a strange land and the time of day made it possible to have a spirit that I'm not sure how old I am.
"It's just a land I need you to pick me up at the station. We have a little while to go."
"Yeah."
"So I came here first."
Yashima City, where my parents live, is not that far away next to Fukuoka City. The subway is convenient from Hakata Station.
After arriving in less than an hour, she will connect to the JR Tsukuba Line at Niehama Station, so there is no need for a troublesome transfer.
Such a subway, but of course there is no way to take it from the bus center, and now the destination is separate.
"Come on, here. Nine stories?
"I wonder if the basement was on the 10th floor. Because Fukuoka is the culture of buses anyway. We're going to the gods from here on out."
"Heavenly God. I know, where the core is"
"I know Tenjin Core. I've never seen anyone outside Kyushu before..."
"We're going to sightseeing from there. What attractions do you have? Like a temple?"
Mio looks for a place like that from the road map of the bus that runs through the city, but in my opinion, Fukuoka tourism is invisible from the road map.
"I don't tour tourist attractions"
"Huh?"
"I don't tour tourist attractions"
I said it twice because it's important.
"Oh, but look, what about the Fukuoka Tower or something?
"The tower is fun too. But if you're going to the dome, I was wondering if you'd be okay with that."
"Is the dome and tower close?
"You're almost neighbor"
"Is that right...?
"Isn't that right?
Photographs and the like are shown on a set, but I wonder if it is something that I don't notice.
"Oh, there's also the ocean, isn't there? Hiccup...... that?
"Baidohama, right? It's a normal, normal beach."
"I've heard that one! Ooh, dust park!
It's a pond.
"Pond"
"It's a super big pond"
"Super big pond......"
I look up to the reality of informing the locals of the bus road map's "Big Park".
But Mio, I'm more familiar with it than I thought, or I have a strangely pinpoint Fukuoka knowledge.
Does that mean you don't know the dome and tower are close for it?
"Mio, maybe the most famous monster in the world is coming to Fukuoka. Did you watch the movie?
"The manager of the business partner recommended me..."
"I'll watch everything - the person"
It is a monster film in which Earth monsters emerge from Baiduo Beach and space monsters who nested in the Fukuoka Tower clash. The scene of giant crystals rising in the city of Fukuoka is a sweeping word.
Even the people of Fukuoka Prefecture haven't watched it surprisingly.
"That seems to have given way to a turtle monster movie released the following year that means it's going to dome out. They say turtles don't have towers."
"I don't know."
"There was someone close to me who liked me."
That's right - while replying, Mio looks all the way around the bus road map and tilts his neck to make sure there are no more tourist destinations he knows of.
"But Matsumoto-san, Fukuoka is a tourist destination, right? Lots of customers coming, right?
"Yeah, you'll come a lot from home and abroad."
"What's everybody doing?
"They say a lot of people are looking to shop or something..."
I know because I'm from Fukuoka and live in Tokyo. There are few attractions in Fukuoka that come from Tokyo to see.
Great Park and Fukuoka Tower are attractive spots. The glass floor elevators in the tower are hilarious no matter how many times you ride them.
I just have a little weak punch.
There are no splendid historical sites like Kumamoto Castle, no weighty heritage like Urakami Cathedral, or magnificent nature like Kuku or Mistya or Azu. At last, there is no Nishigo. That's Fukuoka City.
But there is a lot to make up for it. There is definitely something in Fukuoka (here) that seems to be the best in Japan.
"It's a good meal."
"Rice!"
"Yeah, whatever you eat is good anyway. Fresh seafood comes from the Rias-style coast, while rice, vegetables and meat gather from Kurumoto and Kumamoto, where fertile land spreads."
"Ooh......!
"Naturally the dishes that are made that way are good, but first of all...... Ah, here comes the bus. Let's take that ride."
"Yeah, I know... what, what's this, what's going on in the row"
"Go around this way. The tail is here, here."
The bus centre at Hakata Station, which is large from the outside, is also still somewhat narrow given the number of users and buses.
Perhaps to cover there, column formation takes a slightly more complicated approach due to the colorful lines drawn to the floor.
"By the way, it's like a hundred yen to the gods of heaven."
"Can you use SUICA?
"You can use it. By the way, Fukuoka's local IC card is' Hayakane '. Do you want to buy it for a memorial?
"I don't know if I need it."
"Really?"
"Well, whatever you eat is good Fukuoka, but it will still be this first"
"Ramen!"
"Pick up time isn't that far ahead, and if you eat one, it's just about right"
There are countless ramen shops in Fukuoka City, most of which are, needless to say, pork bone ramen.
Light, twitchy Hakata ramen, Kurumi ramen stained to the taste of the bone marrow, creative ramen such as Ethnic style and Carrier noodle style. Various types and ingenuity exist.
Of course, some shops are popular and others are not, but they are not just made up of a competitive society.
Each has a favorite (My Favorite) and passing through is an important element.
"This is my chicken shop. Even so, this is finally the tenth time or something."
"The smell around the store comes to my chest..."
"I agree with you there, but it's a waste of time not to eat for that reason."
This ramen is based on 500-600 yen. Shortly after Shanghai, I remember crying over the city's baptism that a glass of ramen was four digits long.
Buy a meal ticket, specify the noodle calf, and wait a few minutes.
"Seeing this whiteness, I think you're back."
"Whoa, it's a neat, impervious soup...!
"The utensils are sparklingly green onions, char siu. Add red ginger or tall vegetables and sesame if desired. Be careful, cabbage is spicy."
"I'll have it!
"I'll have it."
Hakata's fine noodles are easy to stretch. Anyway, I'll have it quick.
I can't wait to smell the fat coming out of my nose at the moment of rinsing.
"Bariyuka."
"Bariyuka."
I'm going to send a picture to the dirt house later. I'm sure you'll be happy.
"By the way, some stores use noodles that are sprinkled after eating. If you change your momentum, you'll regret it."
"I might have been happy if you'd told me earlier"
"Excuse me. I can't handle a double change of balls unexpectedly"
"No, but wait. 'Cause I'll settle right down."
Glad to have a shaded bench nearby. Might have been the problem I forgot half the time I ate a station valve on the Shinkansen.
But everyone decides to eat. What a Shinkansen.
"Time, bullshit?
It would be about picking me up from my parents' house. Sure, it's imminent, but it's not exactly what I originally decided.
"I'm still fine. Besides, it's not like you have to go to Mio."
"Yeah, because it's fugile not to even come here and say hello...!
"Well, let's go slow."
I took a sip of the water I bought at the convenience store and bagged the junior high school students walking home in gymnastics clothes sideways.