Dried Fish and Banana Boats

Banana boat. What an old-fashioned yet snappy name.
It is the proper name of a Western-style confection.
It likely got that name because it consists of almost a whole banana buried in whipped cream and wrapped in a thin sponge cake.
I love this the most. Saying that, he buys two servings of the banana boat I love so much from a nearby pastry shop.
Let's go to the new port after we eat this. It's about time for the sun to set, he says.
The new port is close if you head west from Akune Station on the local line, which is now the Hisatsu Orange Railway.
It is about a 30-minute walk from my friend's family home on the east side of the station.
Wait, isn't today a weekday? That means we both skipped school even though exams are coming up.

The sweet scent is erased by the sea breeze, and the smell of dried fish and raw fish tells us that the new port is near.
Trouble and dried fish are bound to be smelly.
Sitting on the embankment, we chat about love while glancing at the sunset sinking behind Akune Oshima Island.

This year, a movie set here was released.

A phone call from Hanoi being the last one is too soon, isn't it? What a waste.
You were supposed to make money with shrimp and pork and become my patron, weren't you? Honestly.
Saying things like, 'I don't even have any desires anymore.'

The underlying reason I still paint today must be because of this original landscape.

Written by Seishin Matsuda