我在冲绳的那三天,每天都是被不同的女子辗转送回住处来的。第一天飞机抵达冲绳,问了机场服务小姐我订的宾馆——有点远,在北谷町。她为我写了一张字条,送我上了机场大巴。车子在冲绳的傍晚穿过繁华街市,一路往北,越开越偏远。等到司机先生示意我该下车了的时候,几乎只有我一人了。拖着大行李箱,站在无人的汽车站,雨丝细细飘散,闻到海边的特有的舒朗空气。我看着手机里的旅馆地址,有点无措。时间已是晚上9点多。我四下张望。一个卷发女子往我这里走来,眼神迎着我。我连忙冲 I was in Okinawa that three days, every day was sent by different women back to the residence. The first day the plane arrived in Okinawa, asked the airport service lady I booked the hotel - a bit far, in Chatan. She wrote a note for me and sent me to the airport bus. Car in Okinawa in the evening through the bustling markets, all the way north, the more the more remote. Wait until the driver indicated that I should get off, almost only me alone. Dragging a large suitcase, standing in the bus stop, rain floating thin wire, smell the unique Shuolan sea air. I looked at the phone in the hotel address, a little helpless. Time is more than 9 o’clock in the evening. I looked around. A curly hair woman came to me, eyes greet me. I quickly rushed