I’m setting off on an easygoing trip today, starting at Kotohira Station.
I reached Okayama. The big city.
Once aboard the Shinkansen, I refueled.
In Osaka I headed for the airport and had another drink in the lounge. Someone was eating shumai with their drink. Genius.
I couldn’t decide what shoes to wear in a Hokkaido winter, so I put on my alpine boots for snowy mountains. Nobody can accuse me of underestimating Hokkaido now.
It’s been four months since my last trip to Hokkaido.
The flight was delayed, but I was relieved when the plane arrived. We took off safely.
It shook quite a bit before landing. Everything below the window was white, like the starting screen of a city-building game.
Arriving in Otaru
I reached Otaru from New Chitose a little after seven in the evening. The temperature was below freezing.
I’m back.
I wanted to look for Karin, but first I headed for the hotel. Even the canal looked completely different in winter.
I checked in and let Teto and Karin rest for a bit.
That evening I warmed some Takaragawa sake. It’s from Rikka’s supposed family brewery.
I walked around town a little more and saw Chifuyu at Megane no Takada.
I couldn’t find Karin’s panel, but just looking at the snow-covered streets was fun. The thermometer by the canal read −8.4°C. Nicely chilled.
It’s Snow Miku season, but I came to Otaru because I wanted to see the town where Karin grew up in winter.
I liked it when I first came in June, returned in October, and now I’m here in the snow. Seeing it in each season adds another scene to the picture in my head whenever someone talks about Otaru.













