Takamatsu…

Takamatsu was merely meant to be our base, a boring port town used as a jumping-off point to a more rewarding destination - namely Naoshima, a small (art) island off the coast in the Seto Inland Sea. It turned out to be a little more interesting than we thought, fabulous food (again), an easy-to-use rental bike system that gets you around town, down to the beautiful Edo-period Ritsurin Garden and along Japan's longest shopping arcade (or so they claim) for very little money. A plethora of bars and restaurants can be found tucked away down side streets, just begging to be explored. No indication is made to the ambience of the interior of these establishments; 'Noren', Japanese fabric hanging to protect the restaurants from wind and dust, etc, make it a little tricky for a nervous traveller to peek inside before committing before it's too late... it could be fantastic, it could be a rat infested shit-show (hint: so far it has always been fabulous). I braved an onsen for the first time and erroneously sat in the hottest bath by mistake, boarded a Japanese minesweeper (without  an international incident) that happened to be in port, had far too much to drink in a rowdy bar (that was just the staff) and played Space Invaders, Street Fighter II in various cafes… what's not to like!