If you’ve been reading my recent blogs on Fukuoka, you may already know the purpose of my visit there. Up until today I feel sad for only allowing myself to spend a week in this city. I and Jelai were at first dazed by the 7 days we needed to stay there. But man, by 5th day, I was already grunting with the reality of leaving Fukuoka.
Traveling like a local sounds cliche to me but can’t ignore how this line keeps me grounded when experiencing new things in a different country. I become more accepting and ready for discomfort. And as I evolve in my travels, I become more intrigued on how it feels to live, eat, sleep and wake up in a local house.
Local House as Travel Accommodation. A house that I can throw my stuff around and lounge on the spacious floor, a kitchen where I can cook meals and a bathroom for myself.
I learned from travels and research that hotels are indeed capitalists in spite of little things I can only do with their amenities. I stayed many times in hostels and guesthouses and I can still say these are still the accommodations that worth of every peso I pay. However, the catch with hostels and guesthouses is I always need to make sure my stuff are secured.
I want a place where I can say I am home but I am traveling.
Fukuoka is not the typical city one would be intrigued enough to visit in Japan. Many want Tokyo. Some want Osaka & Kyoto. Others would want Hokkaido.
I came to know Fukuoka through Canadian vlogger Ciaela way before Cebu Pacific opened its hub in the city. Ciaela has always been a genuine fun content creator in Youtube living in and promoting the city to international travellers and foreigners for many years. I learned so many about Japanese culture through her and at some point I felt I already know Fukuoka enough for someone who hasn’t even stepped on the land. And so when Cebu Pacific finally is flying to Fukuoka, I was pumped.
Lounging & waiting for a cruise in Marine World Ferry Port