The ironman of travel Yoshimasa Ikeuchi

It has nothing to do with the earthquake

Blue hole the day after the August 3 earthquake

Blue hole after the August 2 earthquake

Blue hole on August 1st

Mr. Mochizuki, an Island livestock company

Hotel Santo

In front of the hotel reception

All corridor figurines are damaged

Kotetsu to evacuate

After the earthquake

Room before the earthquake

The journey continues energetic today.

I visited the blue hole again. "Eh!" Blue turns brown.

One precious photo is my memorial shot.

From "blue hole" to "brown hole".

A trip that made us realize the power of the earth.

My eyes may have been blue too.

Happenings on the road, the reality is that you don't know what will happen.

In a conversation with Mr. Mochizuki, a local livestock company with whom I had dinner last night "It seems that there was a big earthquake 20 years ago.

A small one seems to come every year.

That’s became a reality, but it was safe and above all.

Start cleaning the room with a stunned head.

Everything was thrown out, but it was good without any injuries.

I confirmed that my favorite camera was safe.

The four names, Ikeuchi Yoshimasa, Ikeuchi Midori,
Oishi Masami, and Akamatsu Kikuko,
were reported to the Japanese Embassy
through the local Japanese.

Most of the hotel furnishings were broken.

At the front desk, the manager cannot hide the shock.

In addition, the water was cut off due to a power outage.
There is no point in waiting for the dawn as it is.

Return to your room with the prepared candles.

 I try to fall asleep again,
but I'm worried about aftershocks and can't sleep easily.

The eastern sky is getting brighter.

The flashlight is in another bag.

 I look around the room relying on the light of the digital camera monitor.
I regained my normal spirit and decided to go down to the lobby.

"Are you okay?" "It was amazing."

I borrowed a flashlight from my neighbor.
"Travel Iron Man" can't be helped either.

"Hey, are you okay?"
Kotetsu's calm voice returns, saying, "It's okay."

 I felt a stronger tremor than the big
earthquake in Kobe 13 years ago.

It was glaring again.

To feel an earthquake on such a trip.

For a moment, I held my head, "Is this the end?"

Desperately clinging to the bed and waiting for the shaking to subside.

"Hey earthquake!" After 4 am, I woke up in a swaying bed.

Quite strong shaking.
The cracking sound of the pottery stand in the dark.

A glass is slammed on the floor with smash.

The bed moves about 1 meter.

I squint, but I can't see anything.

* Offshore of the epicenter Santo Island, magnitude 7.3, seismic intensity 4+

August 2