I turned 27 on the 24th of April this year and I got to spend it in Japan with my loved one. It still feels surreal as I’m writing this. Every year it seems that I am continually in disbelief that I have made it so far.
We spent the morning at the Okinawa Prefectural Museum and had an insight on Okinawan culture and their traditions. The exterior of the building was already inviting enough to peak your curiosity with its brutalist architecture.
After that, we had a celebratory birthday pizza nearby. It was wonderful.
Shortly after, we took a bus to Shuri to visit Okinawa’s one and only masjid/mosque. It was a converted house in a humble and quiet neighbourhood.
Since Shuri was a bit up North from Naha, it had quite the view.
Everytime we visit Japan, it always feels so out of reality in an overwhelmingly good way. I think that’s why we keep coming back. There’s always something new to discover.
