Hell Valley (Noboribetsu)

A day trip from Hakodate!

You could smell rotten eggs in the air as you walked past the smog of sulfur.

Hissing, spitting, bubbling. A geyser, spitting streams of hot water every 10 minutes.

Yum yum, geographical stuff. I took videos.

Got really cold, we sought shelter in a ramen shop. They had shelves of manga of every title. Living in our globalised world where Japanese restaurants were rampant in our little red dot, the ramen shops in Japan felt no less unfamiliar or ‘real’. The presence of this shelf of manga, however, stirred feelings of some form of authenticity – very Japanese indeed.


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