10:43 PM. Barber’s pole. Jaesong.
Hakata Station.From the station we walked south towards Minoshima Market street. The market was closed but we found:a neko guarding an alleylittle gardensdoorsyatai parking more doors. Later, thought about having some chewy Ika イカ.
and gyoza 餃子.Headed north to Fukuoka Tower. We merged into a crowd of women fresh out of a concert by boy band Kanjani Eight performing near by at the Yafuoku! Dome. They all carried bags printed with the band’s lips-and-sharp-teeth logo.
Left a mustached octopus behind. Observed.Love locks at “lover’s sanctuary”.Love for sale. ¥1,000Robo-bins loitering at Nishijin-eki 西新駅.We had our last pork ramen at the yatai street by the Nakagawa 那珂川. A group of Koreans (kankoku) arrived. The girl in the group said the cook was bery handsome in Korean. Her male friends studied him and agreed. The Japanese cook understood and blushed, and tried to look cool. The ramen wasn’t as good as the night before.
banyeo. saw the local tomcat chasing a marauding intruder. they tumbled out from under a parked car letting out war cries. the catfight rolled onto the busy street. the cabdrivers slowed down and gave the warriors a brake-a courtesy not often extended to civilians and pedestrians.
crossed the suyong into yeonsan. followed gobun-ro along baeksan mountain. went over the tunnel that cuts into one of baeksan’s protuding ridges. at the top, i visited the ancient tombs of yeonsandong (옌산동고분군) from the gaya period (first to 6th century AD).