Hello everyone! I have finally crawled out of my hotel room, having exhausted Osaka's tissue supplies. I don't know how the japanese cope with having a cold when they are not allowed to blow their nose in public. It was worth it to see the aquarium though (see last entry by Steve). We made a shinkansen dash from Osaka to Fukuoka this morning to catch the ferry to Busan in South Korea. It was a very smooth crossing. I slept for most of it, but Steve assures me it was beautiful sunshine (he certainly has a nice pink tint from sleeping on the deck). He was very excited by the cargo ships unloading as we passed by. Me, er, not so much.
I haven't had much success with the food yet. After some thought (yeah, right), I passed on the octopus. Apparently it can be served chopped in small pieces, but the suckers still work which can cause choking. Mmm yum! Sorry Jason, not even for you. Instead, I ordered a tasty looking vegetable stew, but I had forgotten the number one rule here - red = spicy. I tried, but with thimble sized water glasses, was soon defeated, and Steve nobly took over. Try again tomorrow...