Speedy trains
Sure, our rail car was well appointed and really comfortable but one look outside the window and we knew there was more to it. The Nozomi was no ordinary train but rather a bullet train.... with maximum speeds ranging between 240 and 300 km/h. O.K., the passing landscape wasn't blurry but Japan's largest mountain, Mount Fuji, did only stay in sight for about 45 seconds.
Almost nuked
Sally, Linda, James and I were on our way to Kyoto, a city which until 1868 was Japan's national capital.
Kyoto also claimed to be one of the country's intellectual and religious centers
....and for that reason it was scheduled in 1945,
.... to get the next atomic bomb after Hiroshima.
Kyoto also claimed to be one of the country's intellectual and religious centers
....and for that reason it was scheduled in 1945,
.... to get the next atomic bomb after Hiroshima.
Thanks to the American Secretary of War, Henry Stinson, Kyoto was saved.
He understood its cultural importance.
And so, Nagasaki got the nod.
Having seen Kyoto a few years earlier, we were so glad that James and Sally wanted to repeat the experience.
For sure, castles, shrines, and temples found their way into our schedule but for all of us, ....
....it was the surprises that made all the difference!
For sure, castles, shrines, and temples found their way into our schedule but for all of us, ....
....it was the surprises that made all the difference!
Surprise #1
Naturally, every shrine or temple wants to differentiate itself from the others. Still, after so many temple visits, one can become...
....well, a little jaded.
....well, a little jaded.
I'm somewhat embarrassed to report that
Japan's largest wooden temple, the Todai-ji Temple, which houses the world's biggest Buddha statue, did leave us a little flat that day...
...that is until I was leaning over to smell the incense at the temple censer, and got goosed.
...that is until I was leaning over to smell the incense at the temple censer, and got goosed.
Hoping it might be one of the local geisha girls, I turned to see. The smile on my face turned into surprise when I found myself starring straight into the eye of a sacred deer.
Expressionless, the deer then bowed, yes I said... bowed.
Was this deer getting all "Eat, Pray, Love" with me?
Not really! In Nara, these small Japanese deer have been held sacred for the past 1,300 years and enjoy free access everywhere...
...yes, even to homes and temples alike.
...yes, even to homes and temples alike.
At the Todai-ji Temple, cookies are baked daily for the deer...
who love their cookies and will do lunch almost anywhere if you have some.
They'll even join you in the elevator or, believe it or not, inside a public restroom.
who love their cookies and will do lunch almost anywhere if you have some.
They'll even join you in the elevator or, believe it or not, inside a public restroom.
Their hunger is boundless. And should they catch you with one of their favourite delights in your pants pocket, pay heed...
...from a deer's point of view:
“it's lock and load, baby.”
...from a deer's point of view:
“it's lock and load, baby.”
Oh, "deer"!
Surprise #2 - Kimonos in Kyoto
James and Sally's first visit to Kyoto had been wonderful but kimono-less. This time back, it was different.
The kimono is a Japanese traditional garment worn by men, women and children alike and is currently part of a trend.
Today in Japan, a renaissance of Japanese culture is bringing back all things Japanese.
Men and women of all ages are now renting kimonos for week-ends on the town.
People everywhere were wearing them: in the parks, in all the temples, at the market or even registering for a room at our hotel.
Old is new again...and with flair!
Surprise #3 – First the Geisha...then the food.
James, Sally, Linda, and I all share a common passion for food. The bell hop at the hotel suggested that the Japanese Food Market, just minutes away from our hotel, would be a wonderful second alternative.
And what was her first choice?
That was most assuredly a visit to one of Kyoto's 5 geisha towns. I must say that our geisha morning was most enjoyable but we're foodies so the fun really began at the market.
Thousands were there sharing our passion, both young and old.
Strolling through the mile-long arcade was a like riding a wake board on a wave of brilliant colours and spicy smells.
It was each to his own. James came upon a wonderful cafe, Sally and Linda gift shopped, and I took pictures.
When we met at James' cafe, we were greeted by the staff with a complimentary pot of tea and a lot of smiles. What a wonderful day!
Our time together in Japan went by too quickly. An hour later, we were on our way to the train station. James and Sally would be staying in Japan for another 3 weeks. As for us, we were heading back to Tokyo.
Back in Tokyo, we had a day in front of us before our return flight to Busan to see Andrew, Erin, and Watson. One more temple seemed to be our motto. So, off we went.
Built in 1681 and the only temple to have withstood all the earthquakes and the bombings of the second world war, this working temple with its huge Buddhist school was having a graduation for young apprentice monks.
Built in 1681 and the only temple to have withstood all the earthquakes and the bombings of the second world war, this working temple with its huge Buddhist school was having a graduation for young apprentice monks.
How did we know? The neatly placed chairs outside the temple and the two photographers lining up their cameras gave it away.
A Zen-like patience was needed for this shoot. Everything was taking place behind closed temple doors which, from time to time, opened to reveal a flourish of activity and only to shut again.
It really wasn't a problem though. The sun was beautiful and the temperature spring-like. Linda and I spelled each other off at the temple while the other explored the grounds and took pictures.
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Ninety minutes later, our patience paid off. When the monks finally did emerge, we were witness to a what was akin to a royal photo shoot... the entire temple hierarchy showed up...in their best shoes.
Within 15 minutes, our great little adventure came to an end, leaving us with a few good pictures and one more lasting memory richer.
Oh, Japan.
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While on our way out through the bottom gate, one monk stopped me, stuck up his right thumb and said “Bravo!”.
My guess? He didn't think we'd stick it out.
He doesn't know Linda.
Oh, Japan.
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While on our way out through the bottom gate, one monk stopped me, stuck up his right thumb and said “Bravo!”.
My guess? He didn't think we'd stick it out.
He doesn't know Linda.
Until next time.