Hi there,
Nope, I’m still not 100% recovered, thanks for asking. But I couldn’t spend the whole time at home. Also, I still hadn’t been to Kyoto, which was one of my priority places to visit in Japan, so I thought… why not now?
It was just a 2-day trip, but I can’t wait to go back! I immediately felt at home as soon as I set foot there. I felt history in every single step I took. For some reason, in my head, as I strolled around that whole area around Kamo river (I’m talking the whole area involving Kawaramachi-dori, Kiyamachi-dori, Yamatooji-dori, and Hanamikoji-dori), I kept imagining all the fighting which took place on those streets that eventually led to the Japan we know today. Every step I took, some memory of some battle, assassination, all deeply carved in that city. I just wish I had had more time to explore further! There’s this mix of stuck in time and moving towards the future that I simply cannot explain. Eventually I couldn’t help but feel that I had found my soul there, and I proclaimed Kyoto my soul city, whatever that means!
Don’t be fooled, that was just a small part of my trip, though.
Merely 40 minutes away from Nagoya by shinkansen, I could leave my place at around 8am and be there before 9.30! It takes longer to go from my place to Nagoya station! First stop, Kinkaku-ji, a must if you’re visiting Kyoto in such a tight schedule. Then, Nijo Castle. That was when I looked at the watch and realized I had to make a choice: I’d either head to the next place and have lunch afterwards (around 5.30pm), or get something to eat and skip one of the attractions I wanted to visit. Eventually I decided to leave Kyoto International Manga Museum for my next trip, and have some lunch (mind you, I’m the kind of person who reads every single piece of information and observes everything in detail wherever I go, thus meaning that I took almost 5 hours to visit those two spots alone! Also, my feet were already killing me, as I hadn’t stopped since I had left the train at Emmachi station. Yes, I walked my way from the station to the temple, even though there was a bus every 5 minutes or so. And yes, I walked my way from Kinkaku-ji to Nijo castle, too.
Kinkaku-ji
Nijo Castle
Bonus
Nope, that’s not the original Ikedaya, but it still felt right to see this. On the exact same spot. Next time, I’ll surely be eating there. (Also, it gave me hope that I’d still be crossing paths with, say, Sakamoto Ryoma-dono. Or maybe… Okada Izo? aka Hitokiri Izo? Didn’t happen, though…)
The big advantage of being so close to Nagoya was that I didn’t have to worry much about what time to take the Shinkansen, as long as I could take the last Linimo to my place (around 11.50pm, I think). So day 2 started at Honno-ji for several reasons, but the most obvious… I wanted to see the real Sakabato used by Satoh Takeru as Himura Kenshin. There, I said it. But I never hid my otaku self, have I? And I was so excited, I got there at 8h45am. The temple opened at 9am! And woke up at 5am to go to the toilet, which never happens, and couldn’t get back to sleep…
Then, I was in for a softer day with less walking… or so I thought… Next stop, Fushimi Inari Taisha. I was so fascinated by how peaceful it felt (despite the huge crowd) I ended up going for the full tour, and climbed up Mount Inari. In jeans. And a panda hoodie. And my ONE OK ROCK bag. But it felt so right! I even had a dorama-like moment with this ikemen idol-like handsome guy, but that’s personal The funny thing was when on my way down, I crossed paths with one of my friends who was there with his dad who had come to visit him, a little over six months after he had left his country. I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous, as when I left Portugal, my father’s last words to me were “I said I’ll never go to that place, not even to pay you a visit”. And my mother keeps making up excuses, even though she said she would come someday. Thankfully, as soon as I started walking again, jealousy turned into happiness for my friend. And I ended up praying none of my friends would ever feel this emptiness I carry with me the whole time. The reason why even today I struggle to trust other people. But enough with that, I may have said too much, already.
Again, I found myself having to drop something from my plans, as I had spent way longer than I expected at Fushimi Inari Taisha, but there was still time for Sanjusangen-do, the home of the 1001 Kannon. Well, when I left the temple, I couldn’t help but notice that the ticket office was closed already, though.
Honno-ji
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Sanjusangen-do
Geez, can’t wait to go back to Kyoto. It truly felt so peaceful there, like home!
Oh well…
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