The last day of the trip was simply going home. We got up at seven to pack, and we ended up with far more stuff than I expected. There were too many things we never even took out of the bags. Next time I really need to think harder about what we bring.

The driver who took us to the airport was a cool older man, and he listened to the same electronic dance track the whole way, for more than an hour. Drivers in Okinawa really do seem to have strong personalities.

We were originally supposed to pay the driver the last 1,000 yen at the airport, but when we got out of the car we were too flustered, and he also forgot about it. After we finished check-in, he came back looking for us, and I felt terrible about that.

After checking our luggage, Mom went to buy souvenirs. My daughter said she wanted to play the rides.

The machine she chose had a submarine theme. There were some little quiz questions during the game, but neither she nor I could read them, so we only tried one and did not challenge another.

We then took her to see whether there were any cute whale shark souvenirs, but we only managed to buy a sticker.

After clearing immigration, there was not much time left. My daughter kept asking for a bag in the duty-free shop with a dog printed on it. It did not look like something a child would actually use. We said no, and she kept throwing a fit until we were almost driven crazy. Before clearing immigration, I had seen a little girl arguing with her dad because she still wanted to play, and I had felt relieved that our daughter was not having her meltdown at that moment. I did not expect her to do it right before boarding, but thankfully she calmed down fairly quickly this time.

On the outbound flight, my daughter sat with Mom and I sat in the back. On the return flight, she decided to sit with me, but kept turning around to bother Mom the whole time.

This time the in-flight meal was juice and rice. The rice was actually pretty good. My daughter opened it, said no as usual, and only drank the juice. After playing with the puzzle from the flight attendant for a while, she said she wanted to watch TV and wanted to see butterflies. I had no idea what “butterflies” meant, and Mom had fallen asleep in the back again, so I put on Tom and Jerry, but she was not interested. Later I switched to Soul. She said she felt unwell, but luckily the flight was short and we soon arrived at Taoyuan Airport.

Going home meant luggage hell. We ran the washing machine four times, from afternoon until evening. Today was actually Yahoo Summer Party, but I was never really meant to go. I had enough time, just not enough energy. I fell asleep before dinner and let my daughter watch TV by herself, so she would not bother Mom. That was the end of the five-day trip. Will we go back to Okinawa next summer?

Note: This article is translated from Traditional Chinese.