I didn’t have very long in these places, they were stopovers to break up long train journeys. I did manage to fit in a trip to the Sapporo Beer Museum. It was here that my tolerance for the Japanese using the word premium pretty much everywhere snapped when I was given a pretty poor dairylea cheese triangle which was referred to as premium cheese.
There’s not much of Aomori – just the nice complex selling local (largely apple related) wares. I just went for a pleasant run over a pretty big bridge and got an apple which was not extortionate. How the Japanese are not dropping dead through not eating fresh fruit and veg in the cities is beyond me – it’s super expensive.
Anyway nothing particularly exciting, but what the hey!