Farmer’s Market

Since we got on the ship, I’ve been trying to go to the pearl farm for today’s excursion. I moved from sixth on the waiting list to fourth and this morning. I was the first one on the waiting list but never made the cut. Several others in our group also wanted to go to the pearl farm so we decided that we would give it a shot.

We took a tender over to the mainland and looked for a cab to take us to the pearl farm. But as Chuck said in his post, Uwajima is the size of Asheboro and just like Asheboro there are no taxi cabs in this town. So the dream of seeing the pearl farm died but then we found the pearl farmers market. We spent several hours with about 12 other adventurous folks who also wanted to go to the pearl farm. We shopped for jewelry and then we hit a grocery store, a drugstore, and a convenience store.

My friend Bette Franken has seen lots of comments on Instagram about the shrimp burger at McDonald’s and so when we saw a McDonald’s across the street we all scampered over there to try the shrimp burger. It was absolutely fabulous. The shrimp burger is made up of whole shrimp that I think are held together with an egg white binder. Once that burger is frozen they must dip it in an egg wash and then Panko crumbs and then deep fry it. It was better than any shrimp burger I’ve had at the Outer Banks or the beaches in North Carolina.

After our foray into McDonald’s, we headed back to the tender and came aboard. Chuck had just returned from his excursion so he and I went to lunch together in the yacht club.

Today did not go at all as I had hoped it would but when you spend time with good friends, any day is a fun day and our adventure in the town was one that I will always remember. We didn’t make it to the pearl farm, but we made it to the pearl farmers market.Leggi altro