Just south of Kokusai Dori, the Starbucks-riddled main drag of Naha, run a series of covered shopping arcades where storefronts hawk everything from ironic t-shirts to “Okinawan baumkuchen” to whatever this stuff is:
There’s lots to eat and lots to buy, but also GAMES. We love games. We love *winning* games.
There’s the table tennis cafe:
And the arcade, filled with gamer boys. Some things are the same the world over. Check out this button masher:
And the pachinko parlor, filled with slightly older gamer boys and so loud that we wore earplugs in order to play a round. The machine we fed 1000 yen into bore little resemblance to the Plinko-type game MacKenzie remembers playing as a kid. Our modern pachinko machine came equipped with flashing lights and a video screen that linked our performance to some sort of anime narrative involving cleavage.