I Scream, You Scream…
In the summertime, one of the first mistakes new people to Okinawa make is looking for the ice cream truck. I remember my first summer here. My sister and I were on base and thought we heard the familiar sound of the bells of a neighborhood ice cream truck. Quickly, we gathered our change and went running in the direction where the sound was coming from. We looked everywhere, trying to get a little break from the summer heat. When we finally did find the truck, it ended-up being the local garbage truck. We gave each other a blank stare and disappointedly returned home, laughing all the way!