We took the scooters over on the ferry and rode along the coast until we found the right place. It is now a private residence, but we were able to get a few photographs without getting sprung by the householders. It was a very pleasant way to spend the morning, especially as the weather has been making an excellent effort to make up for its bad behaviour on Wednesday. Mr Good Smoking is an ashtray on the ferry.
After leaving Tomoko, we rode the trusty steeds over the bridge to Port Island. There's not much to recommend about Port Island. It's a man-made island and therefore doesn't have the lovely old streets which we like to stroll down in search of noodle shops, so we did the pre-packaged 7-11 convenience store option. John had a chicken salad and custard pudding and I had sushi, salad and a small cake. After adding a carton of strawberry milk to share, the grand total came to 1193 yen (about AUS$14.00). The hotel looks from the front like something you would expect to see Angelina and Brad swanning through, but the inside is a bit tacky with threadbare carpets. We are on the 12th floor, and there are no screens on the windows and no barriers on the balcony. Not the place to bring a young child!
After a few phone calls via Skype and a bit of planning for tomorrow's ride to Osaka, we called it a night.
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