Land of the Rising Sun

At 4:00 Saturday morning, Shoko gently knocked on my screen and told me I needed to get up right away. Her father wanted to take me up the mountain to see the sun rise over the Pacific Ocean and it was going to come up at 4:15. We were in the car, heading east, in less than 2 minutes and made it in time to see why they call this country the Land of the Rising Sun. From the mountain we were on, I could turn the other way and see Mt. Zao and a tranquil, sleeping Kakuda City. Thank you to Shoko and her father for giving me this gift on my last morning in Kakuda City.