A rash of posts!!
Part two:
These are very old burial urns. In Okinawan tradition (maybe Japanese too) the body decays until only the bones are left and then the bones are placed into one of these urns. The urn is then placed in the family tomb.

While we were therre the season of the cherry blossoms began. We initially went to Nago where we thought there was a festival on one of the weekends however we found out after a little while that that festival was the next weekend after we would be gone. So we headed west to another festival which was happening that weekend. It was done on a mountain trail and in a park which was nestled into the mountains.
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This is the pineapple winery. Nothing special and we discovered that unsweetened pineapple wine tastes more to both of us like rotten pineapple than anything. We did bring back a bottle of the sweet stuff though. Karly also had the opportunity to try a couple of different sake types and reaffirm how much we aren't real fans of the stuff. I was driving so I didn't drink.

This is just a funny picture. It is on the southern tip of the island. If you read closely it say's "quasi" national park. I'm not exactly sure how a national park can be quasi but much of the english we encountered left a lot to be desired so we chalked it up to interpretation.