[Yes, that's right, it's the last part of a travel piece about a holiday that we came back from nearly ten months ago. Deal with it.]
It’s quite late in the holiday when we realise how our hotels are conforming to an arithmetic progression. Dai-Ichi, Tokyo: 20,000 yen a night for a high-rise Western style room with a city view. Sawanoya, Tokyo: 10,000 yen a night for a comfortable Japanese style room. Lohas Villa, Naha: 5,000 yen a night for a bed and a giant telly, with everything else counted as an optional extra. By that reckoning, our final destination – Nago, a couple of hours north from Naha by bus – should cost us 2,500 a night and consist of a sheet of cardboard with a radio next to it.
Happily, this is not the case. Hotel Yugaf is a perfectly fine, if somewhat anonymous, Western-style place. After our four nights in Lohas, we’re completely overwhelmed by features that just a few days earlier we’d considered to be standard. Aircon! Bath! Tea! Running water! Privacy! Okay, so our bathroom has a giant beetle in it that keeps scurrying under the bath when you put the light on. But still! Bath!