New Year in Japan
The company closes for a week, what a perfect chance to see a bit more of this wonderfull country. Japan in wintertime, what to see? Well, culture and history does not care about temperatures (or even better: is easier to have, when it is not so hot). So why not spending this week in a place with the most history of Japan, Kyoto. Knowing, that this is a busy travel season, I reserved a nice hotel quite some time ago. I tried to get Shinkansen tickets also well in advance and learned something new: you can get Shinkansen seat reservations only one month in advance. So the first ticket I got on the 1st of December. For the return trip I had to go again on the 6th of December.
Yesterday I boarded the Shinkansen at Tokyo station. It was good, that I came to the station quite early. It took me forever to find the right gate for my train and the station was completely crowded with thousands of people. On the plattform I lined up for my car after getting some lunch package (of course, you have to have this. Everybody else is unpacking lunch boxes immediatelly after the train starts). While waiting the train on the next track arrived:
Next time I will remember, wich door is the right one, so that I do not have to go through the complete wagon to stow my luggage behind the last seats (the only space, were you can leave a suitcase).
And I experienced once again: nothing gets lost in Japan. I accidentally dropped my Shinkanse ticket in Kyoto on my way to the ticket gate. When I realised it and went back to the place where it happened, there was nothing on the floor, not the smallest piece of paper or any other waste. OK, so I went for the ticket gate, waiting for a big discussion. But: take it easy. "which train did you take, which seat? Here you are" Somebody found my ticket and delivered it to the gate, were it was already waiting for me. What a pleasent surprise.
Kyoto welcomed me with rain. After picking up some maps at the tourist information, I went to the hotel, which is right across the Nijo-jo-Castle.
With a complete week ahead and a much better weather forcast for the next days I took it easy and only did a short walk in the late afternoon to find out, where the public transportation is (distances look short on these tourist maps) and where the next convini is. Some delicious beef, prepared in front of me, finished my first day.
On Monday I headed for the North of Kyoto. I rent a bike in the hotel. After adjusting the saddle to the absolute maximum (still not high enough) I took off for the Golden Pavilion (Kinkaku-ji). I was not aware, that the North of Kyoto is also full of hills and all the Temples seem to be at least half the hill up. Whenever you approach such a temple, it is above you and you come from below. They know, what they are doing. You feel so small.
Here a map of the temple area
Right after the entrance gate a bell tower, where everyone, that was willing to wait and pay, could practice for the 108 gongs at midnight.
And here the golden pavilion. It was quite windy. At that point in time there were more blue spots than clouds so I only had to wait a little for a sunny spot. Although there were loads of people you still can take pictures were you see almost nobody :-)
One of these amazing styled trees. They must spend decades for this.
The temple from the side when another sunny spot came.
This temple hosts the famous Zen garden which only has 15 rocks (never all of them visible from any spot), some moss and a lot of raked gravel.
It also has a nice lake with a little island inside and a nice 'normal' garden. During my tour the sun was disappearing more and more and the clouds turned into snow clouds. Suddenly the first snow flakes were dancing. Winter in Japan.
The place is guarded by two daemons. Here you see the right one. They were not so colourfull as the ones in Asakusa but despite very impressive.
It has a big complex of houses, that are connected with covered walkways. Some of the roofs are made of shingles, that require a complete replacement every 30 years.
From the house, across the landscape garden, you also see the top of the Pagoda, that is also on the property.
During my visit it was again snowing from time to time. On this picture you can see some of it against the dark gate in the back of the Zen garden.
One nice picture was the still blooming bush of Azalea (?) with snow falling around. The snow is just not visible on the picture.
In the "backyard" of the property were several temples. Here the biggest one.
On my way back home I came across a huge complex of buildings in a kind of compound. There was an entrance gate were you normally have to leave your bicycle. But after asking I was told, I can take it with me. To the right and left of the path one house with a wall and a gate after the other followed.
Further down to the south an open space with some temple buildings showed. Before that I could see a building, were several people were entering throught the gate. Later I found out, this was a place, were you can stay over night and participate in Zen meditation.
The temple offered a guided tour but only in Japanese. As it already was late and I did not know, how long it would take me to get home and the batterie of my phone was more empty than full, I decided to go back to the hotel.
In the hotel I checked: It was the Myoshinji Temple, the Torin-in Temple and the Taiyo-in Temple.
The company closes for a week, what a perfect chance to see a bit more of this wonderfull country. Japan in wintertime, what to see? Well, culture and history does not care about temperatures (or even better: is easier to have, when it is not so hot). So why not spending this week in a place with the most history of Japan, Kyoto. Knowing, that this is a busy travel season, I reserved a nice hotel quite some time ago. I tried to get Shinkansen tickets also well in advance and learned something new: you can get Shinkansen seat reservations only one month in advance. So the first ticket I got on the 1st of December. For the return trip I had to go again on the 6th of December.
Yesterday I boarded the Shinkansen at Tokyo station. It was good, that I came to the station quite early. It took me forever to find the right gate for my train and the station was completely crowded with thousands of people. On the plattform I lined up for my car after getting some lunch package (of course, you have to have this. Everybody else is unpacking lunch boxes immediatelly after the train starts). While waiting the train on the next track arrived:
Next time I will remember, wich door is the right one, so that I do not have to go through the complete wagon to stow my luggage behind the last seats (the only space, were you can leave a suitcase).
And I experienced once again: nothing gets lost in Japan. I accidentally dropped my Shinkanse ticket in Kyoto on my way to the ticket gate. When I realised it and went back to the place where it happened, there was nothing on the floor, not the smallest piece of paper or any other waste. OK, so I went for the ticket gate, waiting for a big discussion. But: take it easy. "which train did you take, which seat? Here you are" Somebody found my ticket and delivered it to the gate, were it was already waiting for me. What a pleasent surprise.
Kyoto welcomed me with rain. After picking up some maps at the tourist information, I went to the hotel, which is right across the Nijo-jo-Castle.
With a complete week ahead and a much better weather forcast for the next days I took it easy and only did a short walk in the late afternoon to find out, where the public transportation is (distances look short on these tourist maps) and where the next convini is. Some delicious beef, prepared in front of me, finished my first day.
On Monday I headed for the North of Kyoto. I rent a bike in the hotel. After adjusting the saddle to the absolute maximum (still not high enough) I took off for the Golden Pavilion (Kinkaku-ji). I was not aware, that the North of Kyoto is also full of hills and all the Temples seem to be at least half the hill up. Whenever you approach such a temple, it is above you and you come from below. They know, what they are doing. You feel so small.
Here a map of the temple area
Right after the entrance gate a bell tower, where everyone, that was willing to wait and pay, could practice for the 108 gongs at midnight.
And here the golden pavilion. It was quite windy. At that point in time there were more blue spots than clouds so I only had to wait a little for a sunny spot. Although there were loads of people you still can take pictures were you see almost nobody :-)
One of these amazing styled trees. They must spend decades for this.
The temple from the side when another sunny spot came.
This temple hosts the famous Zen garden which only has 15 rocks (never all of them visible from any spot), some moss and a lot of raked gravel.
It also has a nice lake with a little island inside and a nice 'normal' garden. During my tour the sun was disappearing more and more and the clouds turned into snow clouds. Suddenly the first snow flakes were dancing. Winter in Japan.
The place is guarded by two daemons. Here you see the right one. They were not so colourfull as the ones in Asakusa but despite very impressive.
It has a big complex of houses, that are connected with covered walkways. Some of the roofs are made of shingles, that require a complete replacement every 30 years.
From the house, across the landscape garden, you also see the top of the Pagoda, that is also on the property.
During my visit it was again snowing from time to time. On this picture you can see some of it against the dark gate in the back of the Zen garden.
One nice picture was the still blooming bush of Azalea (?) with snow falling around. The snow is just not visible on the picture.
On my way back home I came across a huge complex of buildings in a kind of compound. There was an entrance gate were you normally have to leave your bicycle. But after asking I was told, I can take it with me. To the right and left of the path one house with a wall and a gate after the other followed.
Further down to the south an open space with some temple buildings showed. Before that I could see a building, were several people were entering throught the gate. Later I found out, this was a place, were you can stay over night and participate in Zen meditation.
The temple offered a guided tour but only in Japanese. As it already was late and I did not know, how long it would take me to get home and the batterie of my phone was more empty than full, I decided to go back to the hotel.
In the hotel I checked: It was the Myoshinji Temple, the Torin-in Temple and the Taiyo-in Temple.