24/09/2024
This photo of Odo Park, taken back in 2018, brings back memories of when we first arrived in Japan. We didn’t have a car at the time, and Odo Park became our go-to spot. It was a place that felt like a breath of fresh air during those early days. For a park in Nishi Ward, Fukuoka, it’s impressively large and filled with life. The gentle sound of waves from the nearby beach, the cool breeze that greets you as you walk—it all felt like a soothing escape.
The playground, with its huge slides, was where our children spent countless hours, their laughter filling the air. They loved it.
Odo Park isn’t just a playground. You could fish, and if you had a yacht, there’s a private harbor for members. A quaint, old shrine stood tucked away, carrying whispers of ancient stories. And there was always something happening on the large open fields—soccer, volleyball, or basketball, with groups gathering to play and enjoy the day.
Cycling along the sea’s edge was a favorite of mine. The path wound around the park, offering glimpses of ferries heading to and from Nokonoshima Island. And as the day came to a close, the sunset would paint the sky with colors so beautiful, it felt like one of Japan’s best-kept secrets. Odo Park became more than just a park—it was a place where memories were made.