One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish

I awoke early Friday morning to meet up with my family's good family friends, the Narui's, in the lobby of our hotel. From there we sped off to the Tsuiji Fish Market; the fish market that supplies the whole of Japan with it's fish. Mrs. Narui, an incredibly spry and dynamic woman, nearly jogged through the market in order to get to the auctions that happen in the early morning for the freshest catches from around the world. We passed fish larger than a small child, smaller ones in a variety of colors, fish alive and dead, cut up and whole, eels, shellfish, fish from New Zealand, Iceland, and Europe-- literally fish as far as the eye could see. We arrived at the auction a bit late but there was still a few fish being looked over and bought. One fisherman asked where I was from. When I said Boston he said he knew of Glouster. Literally these fishermen had been all over the world to fish. We left in a slower pace back to the small restaurants on the outside of the market. At 7am we had a delicious sushi breakfast-- by far the best sushi I have ever had. We took the train back to my hotel at which point I quickly took a shower, checked out and headed for Katashina-- village life.

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