Once home of the proud Cullingford-clan.
After being followed down the road I gave in to the obligatory “Photo with the tall foreign guy”. So long to stardom when I leave Japan.
Take rice, place every seafood known to man on top, and garnish. Okayama food, or so I am told.
Well well, the perfect mix of flags.
Because when your iPhone is broken you are often thirsty for a tapioca drink. Logical.
Perhaps this belongs in the “Only in Japan” folder.
The pretty “old quarter” of Kurashiki.
An attacker’s view of Okayama castle.
Green, meet red.
The shogun later realized he made a mistake in hiring the cheapest bridge builder he could find.