It wasn’t so much that we needed to come back to Ryukyu Mura one more time; it was more that I wanted the kids to paint their own little shisa souvenir and this is the place to do it.
So we said “so long!” to the kijimuna,
and made sure we caught the morning parade.
We even managed to get seats front and center this time
which scored us special attention from the clown.
This is definitely something we’re not going to find in the States.
I love the intensity and precision of a good eisa performance.
And then there was ice cream. And it was good.
Sorry, no pictures of the painting process. It was a weekday, so it was just me with the kids and I was too busy supervising. The finished products look about as expected (random patches and smears of color) but artistic perfection was not the point.
First pack out was this morning and it went well. Guess this thing is really happening, isn’t it?