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          • Nizwa
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Home from Morocco & Italy

Home sweet home!May 10, 2019
I'm home from Morocco & Italy. :-)

Italy trip

Traveling to Italy from MoroccoApril 23, 2019
On my way to Italy!

Leaving for Morocco

Casablanca, here I come!April 4, 2019
I'm on my way to Casablanca. :-)

Home from our Midwestern Triangle Road Trip

Driving home from Lexington, KYMarch 6, 2019
Home sweet home from the Midwest. :-)

Leaving for my Midwestern Triangle Road Trip

Driving to IndianaFebruary 24, 2019
Driving to Indiana.

Returning home from Portugal

Home sweet home from Spain & Portugal!November 6, 2018
Home sweet home from Spain & Portugal!

Leaving Spain for Portugal

A rendezvous in BragaOctober 26, 2018
Rendezvous in Braga, Portgual after walking the Camino de Santiago. :-)

Leaving to walk the Camino de Santiago

Heading to Spain for the CaminoAugust 31, 2018
I'm on my way to walk 790 km across northern Spain on the Camino de Santiago.

Home from my Four Corners Road Trip

Home Sweet Home from the Four CornersMay 25, 2018
Home Sweet Home from the Four Corners. :-)

My Four Corners Road Trip!

Hitting the roadMay 1, 2018
I'm hitting the road today for my Four Corners Road Trip: CO, UT, AZ, & NM!

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the january cocktail hour: the month hell froze over

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 January 31, 2025

January 31, 2025: Welcome to our January cocktail hour. I’m happy you’ve dropped by to dive into 2025. Cheers???? I don’t really feel very cheery but at least alcohol is good for drowning our hopelessness and frustration. We have been under snow and sub-freezing weather since January 5-6 (yes, the anniversary of THE INSURRECTION in 2021), when the Mid-Atlantic states got inundated with 6-12″ of snow. This was our first substantial snowfall since 2022. Following the storm, we had several weeks of nearly constant temperatures below freezing, with a couple of days hitting the high 30s; sadly it was not warm enough to melt the snow. On top of the snow that never melted, we got another burst of snow and ice showers, solidifying what was already on the ground.  It’s been a frigid and gloomy time for us here, and I can’t wait to escape.

Only in the last week has the snow started to melt as temperatures finally rose into the 40s and 50s. We have rain in store soon, so I imagine the snow will melt and hopefully we won’t get any more before we have to fly out to Nicaragua next week.

cucumber & mint vodka tonics as the snowstorm starts January 5
cucumber & mint vodka tonics as the snowstorm starts January 5
Mike shoveling the driveway on January 6
Mike shoveling the driveway on January 6

The only positive to all of this weather was that our new scumbag president, let’s call him FOTUS (Felon Of The United States), had to move his inauguration indoors on January 20. He surrounded himself with all his ass-kissing billionaire friends, including the Nazi-saluting Elon Musk, while leaving all his [idiotic & brainwashed] supporters who came to Washington to watch the spectacle standing out in frigid 10°F temperatures. (I was rubbing my hands together with glee).

By the way, I turned both TVs in our house to the National Geographic channel all day during the inauguration; I hoped to contribute to tanking the asshat’s ratings. After all, he hates low ratings, and small crowds. I refused to watch as I can’t waste my time and energy on such scumbuggery.  According to The Guardian: “Nine million fewer viewers tuned in for Donald Trump’s inauguration ceremony than for Joe Biden’s in 2021. According to audience measurement company Nielsen, 24.6 million people watched the former reality TV personality take office, compared with 33.8 million who saw Joe Biden’s 2021 inauguration.” I still shake my head at the 24.6 million who spent precious moments watching that trash.

I also signed out of all Meta-related social media for one week to protest Mark Zuckerberg. I’m so sick of Threads, Instagram, Facebook, X and all social media now controlled by right-wing billionaires. Before signing out of Instagram, I deleted and blocked all the White House, POTUS, FLOTUS, and other accounts that will turn over to the orange turd and his administration. When I got back on Instagram, I made sure I eliminated all political content and reverted to following people I enjoy for travel, food and fashion ideas.

We turned off our Christmas tree lights at noon and took down the tree, as well as the candles and wreaths on the windows, plunging ourselves into relative darkness until we can leave the country in February.

We are now officially a HELLHOLE here in the U.S. and this hell has frozen over. Please put on something warm if you decide to drop by for a drink!

Let’s have some hot toddies today; my bones are chilled and I desperately need some warming up.

I also have a variety of beers, soda or seltzer water if you are having a dry January. Or if you are generally dry. 🙂

How did your January go? Did you have a happy New Year? Have you welcomed any new additions to your family? Have you read any good books that can inform your worldview, seen any good movies, binge-watched any television series? Have you planned any adventures or had any winter getaways? Have you dreamed any dreams? Have you gone to any exotic restaurants, cooked any new dishes? Have you been surprised by anything in life? Have you learned anything new, taken any classes or just kept up with the news? Have you sung along with any new songs? Have you undertaken any new exercise routines? Have you marched or otherwise participated in political protests? Have you been battered, or alternately, uplifted by any news?

We’ve tried our best to survive the month’s travails, mostly by tuning out the news as much as possible. Of course, it is quite impossible but I refuse to watch it happening in real time. I choose my sources carefully and read about the dumbfuckery afterwards.

Besides the snowstorms that hit us in early January, BEFORE that, we lost our power twice, once for about 4 hours and once for about 6 hours, again in sub-freezing temperatures. Of course, that was a minor inconvenience compared to the wildfires in L.A. which began on January 7 and which destroyed so many communities and homes and have killed 29 so far. Over 200,000 people were under evacuation, and the fires destroyed entire neighborhoods and blocks, leaving many people homeless. What a horrific disaster. I was thankful that Biden was still President and sent federal resources to help.

On a personal, and fun, note, we shared ramen and dirty martinis at Jinya Ramen Bar with our friends Michael and Karen. We commiserated about the dismaying fact that we are once again living under the previous regime of chaos and cruelty.

Michael & Karen at Jinya Ramen Bar
Michael & Karen at Jinya Ramen Bar
Karen and me at Jinya Ramen Bar
Karen and me at Jinya Ramen Bar
me with Mike at Jinya Ramen Bar
me with Mike at Jinya Ramen Bar
Jinya Ramen Bar
Jinya Ramen Bar
Jinya Ramen Bar
Jinya Ramen Bar

We went to Angelika Theatre at Mosaic District to see A Complete Unknown; we enjoyed listening to old Bob Dylan songs and watching Timothée Chalamet as Dylan. We ate lunch at the theater while watching the movie. My daughter Sarah had given us a gift certificate to Angelika for a Christmas gift, so of course we enjoyed using that gift and sending her pictures and thanks.

me at A Complete Unknown
me at A Complete Unknown
Mike at Angelika
Mike at Angelika
Mike and me at Angelika
Mike and me at Angelika
Me at Mosaic District
Me at Mosaic District

I’ve come to the end of my rowing days as I let my membership to RowHouse expire. We will be traveling a lot/living abroad in the coming years and it’s too much to handle these commitments. I started dropping into a weekly Pilates class and lifting weights, especially since it’s been impossible to walk on the icy roads. Luckily some warmer weather should be coming soon, so I hope all the snow will melt, and quickly!

Because we were going stir-crazy staying indoors, Mike and I took a nice walk on the Cross County Trail (CCT) in the snow on one icy cold Saturday.

me on the CCT January 11
me on the CCT January 11
a little pony alongside the CCT
a little pony alongside the CCT
Mike on the CCT January 11
Mike on the CCT January 11
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That night, Mike and I went out to see A Real Pain and ate dinner at Woodlands. Both of us independently thought the cousin Benji Kaplan, played by Kieran Culkin, reminded us some of our son Adam, especially in his younger days. I thought one line was especially apropos. David, played by Jesse Eisenberg, tells Benji: “You light up a room and then you, like, shit on everything inside it.” Benji is charming and brutally honest, a mish-mash of highs and lows and vocally expressed, often uncomfortable, emotions.

After seeing the movie we went to eat vegetarian Indian food at Woodlands, one of our old standbys.

Mike at Woodlands
Mike at Woodlands
me at Woodlands
me at Woodlands

Since we went to Atlanta for Christmas, we didn’t get to see Mike’s sister Barbara over the holidays, so we invited her over for some chicken tortilla soup and a rousing game of Ticket to Ride. Mike won again, as he always seems to do. 😦

I had a long (2-hour!) chat with my friend Jayne in Tahoe, and nice Face Time chats with Alex and with Adam. We will be seeing Adam and family in early February, so we’re looking forward to that and to meeting our newest grandchild, little Michael, who will be nearly 9 months old when we see him.

To celebrate Martin Luther King Day (sadly also Inauguration Day), we looked up black-owned businesses because we wanted to patronize one in this divisive and racist environment in which we now find ourselves. We ended up going to our favorite Ethiopian restaurant, Enatye, where we enjoyed the vegetarian platter with injera and Ethiopian honey wine.

me at Enatye, before the food is revealed
me at Enatye, before the food is revealed
Mike at Enatye
Mike at Enatye
vegetarian platter with injera
vegetarian platter with injera

Of course the kids sent us some family pictures during the month. Alex sent photos of Allie’s first snow day in Atlanta. I don’t know when was the last time Atlanta had snow. It certainly isn’t often.

Alex, Allie and Jandira
Alex, Allie and Jandira
Jandira and Alex
Jandira and Alex
Allie's first snow day :-)
Allie’s first snow day 🙂

Adam sent pictures of Maria, little Mikey, the girls, and his new cows.

Adam with the cows
Adam with the cows
little Mikey
little Mikey
Mike
Mike
Adam and his growing family
Adam and his growing family
Andrea and Mike
Andrea and Mike
Mike eats watermelon
Mike eats watermelon

We went out during January’s last frozen weekend to see The Room Next Door at Cinema Arts, a beautifully filmed movie about death by Pedro Almodóvar. We then ate out at a new restaurant, SERAY: Modern Lebanese Cuisine. The food was good but it was super expensive for the small plates we got; we will probably not be going back.

SERAY
SERAY
stuffed zucchini at SERAY
stuffed zucchini at SERAY
calamari at SERAY
calamari at SERAY
the bar at SERAY
the bar at SERAY
me on another cold winter night in front of SERAY
me on another cold winter night in front of SERAY

My goal is to try at least one new restaurant each month, which shouldn’t be hard going forward if we can actually make it work to move to Costa Rica for one year. My goal is to boycott the USA by living abroad for at least 75% of the time during the next four years. We made our last big purchase before the inauguration (a new TV – our old one was small and over 15 years old) and Mike & I agreed we will not be making any more large purchases in the U.S. to line billionaire pockets until 2029 (or longer).

We are now entering into an era of class warfare, and I plan to spend most of our money in other countries or to not spend much overall. When we fly to other countries, we’ll try to take airlines based in other countries.

Sadly on the evening of Wednesday, January 29, an American Airlines flight from Witchita, Kansas collided with a U.S. Army helicopter in midair near Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport, plunging both aircraft into the frigid Potomac River and killing all 64 passengers onboard the AA flight as well as three in the military helicopter. Our hateful and divisive new president immediately went on the blame game, blaming DEI hiring practices and the previous presidents, Biden and Obama!

Hmmm. As the President of the United States, the buck stops with him; anything that happens on his watch from January 20 is solely HIS RESPONSIBILITY.

We don’t know the results of any investigation yet, but here are a few things to consider since the days the hateful dictator-wannabe was sworn in on January 20 and purposefully went about dismantling our government (one of the main purposes of government, by the way, is to counteract the worst abuses of capitalism and to protect the American people):

  • January 20: FAA director forced to resign by Elon Musk
  • January 21: Executive order freezing the hiring of Federal civilian employees, which may include Air Traffic Controllers (which are insufficient now)
  • January 22: Aviation Safety Advisory Committee disbanded
  • January 28: Buyout/ retirement demand sent to existing employees; President fires heads of TSA, Coast Guard
  • January 29: First American mid-air collision in 16 years
  • January 30: Press Conference blames crash on DEI (Diversity, Equity & Inclusion) with NO EVIDENCE.

January has already been the longest four years in history.

I finished five books in January, bringing my total to 5/48. My favorites were American Dirt by Jeanine Cummins and Enter Ghost by Isabella Hammad. I also enjoyed Lost in Oaxaca by Jessica Winters Mireles, a light read but interesting in many ways. We watched four movies this month: A Complete Unknown at Angelika, A Real Pain and The Room Next Door at Cinema Arts, and Emilia Pérez (fabulous!) on Netflix. We finished watching Better Things and La Palma, the first season of Bad Sisters, and the second of Shrinking, Grantchester, and Another Self, and we continued watching Pachinko, Lincoln Lawyer, Maestro in Blue, Nobody Wants This, Unforgotten, Virgin River, The Diplomat, and Modern Family. We just started watching Paradise.

We wrapped up the month by finalizing preparations for  our upcoming trip to Nicaragua and Mexico. I’ll write more about that later.

I hope you’ll share how the year is panning out for you, and what plans you have for 2025.

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kyūshū, japan: beppu & yufuin

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 January 29, 2025
Leaving Okayama for Kyushu

Friday, October 11, 2024: Friday morning we took our last Shinkansen in Japan from Okayama to Kokura Station on Kyūshū Island.

Mike on the Shinkansen - again!
Mike on the Shinkansen – again!
me on the Shinkansen
me on the Shinkansen
Shinkansen to Kokura Station
Shinkansen to Kokura Station
Kokura Station
Kokura Station

Near the station we rented a Toyota Yaris for our final week in Japan. Mike is getting very good at driving on the left. Only every once in a while do I have to remind him to “stay to the left, stay to the left!”

Toyota Yaris rental for our last week in Kyushu

Beppu & the Seven “Hells”

We drove 1 1/2 hours without incident to Beppu, where we would stay for one night before going to Yufuin. We stopped at a rest area for a quick lunch; from a lookout there, we could see Beppu Bay and the city of Beppu.

Oita map
Oita map
view over Beppu
view over Beppu

Once we arrived in Beppu, it was too early to check in to our hotel, so we left our luggage and went off to explore Beppu’s Seven “Hells,” known in Japanese as jigoku (地獄).

According to a brochure, “Welcome to Jigoku:”

“National sites of scenic beauty are cultural assets designated by the Japanese government that are known for their beauty. On July 23, 2009, four Jigoku areas received this designation for the first time as hot springs: Umi Jigoku, Chinoike Jigoku, Tatsumaki Jigoku, and Shiraike Jigoku. They were the first areas in Oita Prefecture to be designated in 86 years.  The four areas were chosen because Beppu has been renowned as a hot spring resort in Japan since ancient times. The Jigoku areas are hot spring sources that burst forth in … diverse colors and forms and have appreciation value, landmark value, and educational value.”

The “hells” of Beppu are seven hot springs for viewing rather than bathing, displaying steaming ponds of various colors, bubbling mud pools and other hydrothermal activity.

The hells are presented in a rather touristy fashion, not exactly appealing to us. Five of the seven hells are located in the Kannawa district, and two in the more remote Shibaseki district.

Five “Hells” in the Kannawa district

We spent Friday afternoon exploring the five hells in the Kannawa district. We would explore the Shibaseki district on Saturday morning before leaving Beppu.

Our first stop was Kamado Jigoku. The “cooking pot hell” features several boiling ponds and a flashy demon statue as a cook. The spring was named after the practice of cooking rice with Jigoku steam at the festival of Kamado Hachimangu Shrine. The hot springs temperature is 90° Celsius.

On the grounds, visitors can drink the hot spring water, enjoy hand and foot baths, inhale the hot spring steam and try various snacks cooked or steamed by the hot spring. We didn’t try the hand or foot baths, or any of the steamed food, but we did most everything else.

Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Mike at Kamado Jigoku
Mike at Kamado Jigoku
me at Kamado Jigoku
me at Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
me smelling the gases from the hot springs
me smelling the gases from the hot springs
Mike drinks some of the hot spring water
Mike drinks some of the hot spring water
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku
Kamado Jigoku

Umi Jigoku (National Site of Scenic Beauty) is one of Beppu’s more beautiful hells . The “sea hell” features a pond of boiling, cobalt blue water. Its temperature is 98°C. It was formed 1200 years ago from the explosion of Mt. Tsurumi.

Red torii gates also decorate the landscape. In its spacious gardens, there are a few smaller, orange colored hells and a clear water pond with lotus flowers. This was our favorite of the “hells.”

Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
me at Umi Jigoku
me at Umi Jigoku
torii gates at Umi Jigoku
torii gates at Umi Jigoku
Mike at Umi Jigoku
Mike at Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Mike at Umi Jigoku
Mike at Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku
Umi Jigoku

Oniishi Bozu Jigoku is a “hell” named after its mud bubbles which emerge from boiling mud pools and look like the shaven heads of monks. It is named after the place Oniishi. The hot spring’s temperature is 99°C. There is also a foot bath with clear water.

Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku
Oniishibozu Jigoku

We didn’t care at all for Oniyama Jigoku, or “monster mountain hell.” It is also known as Wani Jigoku (literally “crocodile hell”). In 1923, the area became home to Japan’s first crocodiles, using the hot spring’s heat to provide a suitable habitat. Today about 80 crocodiles are bred and kept on the grounds. I didn’t see the purpose of this!

The hot spring’s temperature is 99.1°C.

crocodile at Oniyama Jigoku
crocodile at Oniyama Jigoku
crocodiles at Oniyama Jigoku
crocodiles at Oniyama Jigoku

The last of the hells we saw on Friday was Shiraike Jigoku (National Site of Scenic Beauty), the “white pond hell,” which features a pond of hot, milky water. The pond is surrounded by a nice garden and a small, run-down aquarium that has seen better days. We didn’t bother going to the aquarium, but instead went to check into our hotel.

Shiraike Jigoku
Shiraike Jigoku
Shiraike Jigoku
Shiraike Jigoku
Shiraike Jigoku
Shiraike Jigoku

These “hells”’were all very touristy and we didn’t really care for them much. There wasn’t much else to do in Beppu so we went anyway.

Pizza was becoming our lifesaver these final days in Japan. We were burned out on Japanese food. I realized that when I lived in Japan in 2017, I had a very small repertoire of foods I ate on repeat. During this trip, we were faced with all kinds of strange food, much of which I just couldn’t stomach. The Japanese diet really hit us hard in Yufuin (more about that later).

After checking into AMANEK Beppu YULA-RE, we went in search of pizza which happened to be right around the corner from the hotel at a cozy little Italian place called Casa Dal. After dinner, we returned to the hotel to get our welcome drinks and then we soaked in the public onsen. We only stayed in Beppu one night.

pizza at Casa Dal
pizza at Casa Dal
me at Casa Dal
me at Casa Dal
lobby of AMANEK Beppu YULA-RE
lobby of AMANEK Beppu YULA-RE
me going to the public onsen at AMANEK Beppu YULA-RE
me going to the public onsen at AMANEK Beppu YULA-RE

Steps: 10,958; Miles 4.64. Weather Hi 79°, Lo 56°. Sunny.

Two “Hells” in the Shibaseki District

Saturday, October 12: On Saturday morning before leaving Beppu, we went to the Shibaseki District to see the last two “Hells.” First we visited Chinoike Jigoku (National Site of Scenic Beauty), the “blood pond hell.” It features a pond of hot, red water and a large souvenir shop. It is one of the more photogenic hells. It is also the oldest natural jigoku in Japan, described as Akayusen (lit. “red hot spring”). The hot spring’s temperature is 78°C.

According to a sign: “This jigoku is the oldest natural jigoku in Japan and the pond is blood-red in color because this place is a red-colored clay area, and the red clay dissolves in boiling water. This boiling red-colored water is used as a dye and is also good for skin diseases.”

Chinoike Jigoku
Chinoike Jigoku
Mike at Chinoike Jigoku
Mike at Chinoike Jigoku
Chinoike Jigoku
Chinoike Jigoku
Chinoike Jigoku
Chinoike Jigoku
Chinoike Jigoku
Chinoike Jigoku

Lastly, we visited Tatsumaki Jigoku (National Site of Scenic Beauty), the “spout hell,” which features a boiling hot geyser that erupts every 30-40 minutes for about 6-10 minutes. A stone plate above the geyser hinders it from reaching its full height. The hot spring’s (fumarolic) temperature is 105°C. A short walking trail leads up the forested slope in the back of the hell grounds.

Tatsumaki Jigoku
Tatsumaki Jigoku
Tatsumaki Jigoku
Tatsumaki Jigoku

None of this remotely comes close to the fabulous Yellowstone National Park in the U.S. that has geysers and hot pools such as these. Yellowstone is in a natural setting, while the “hells” of Beppu are very touristy and garish. Coming to a place such as this makes me realize what a great National Park system we have in the U.S.

Tatsumaki Jigoku in Beppu

Tatsumaki Jigoku in Beppu

Before leaving Beppu, we wanted a quick bite to eat for lunch so we stopped at the Beppu McDonald’s. In all my travels, I’ve very rarely opted for McDonald’s as a food option, but here it was perfect – easy, convenient and quick. A Japanese man who lived in 8 countries during his diplomatic service helped us order since the menu was in Japanese. He sat with us for our brief lunch and told us he likes American people for their bluntness; he dislikes Japanese people because “they are of two faces.”

Beppu McDonald's
Beppu McDonald’s
me with a Japanese man at Beppu McDonald's
me with a Japanese man at Beppu McDonald’s

Driving from Beppu to Yufuin

As we drove from Beppu to Yufuin on Japan’s island of Kyūshū, we enjoyed views of the mountains in the region. The latter photos are from the ASOKUJU NATIONAL PARK SAGIRIDAI OVERLOOK looking down on Yufuin.

on the way to Yufuin
on the way to Yufuin
ASOKUJU NATIONAL PARK SAGIRIDAI OVERLOOK
ASOKUJU NATIONAL PARK SAGIRIDAI OVERLOOK
ASOKUJU NATIONAL PARK SAGIRIDAI OVERLOOK
ASOKUJU NATIONAL PARK SAGIRIDAI OVERLOOK

Yufuin was one of the most over-hyped areas we traveled to on the island of Kyūshū. We at first were impressed by the view down the Main Street of Yufu Mountain at its end; it reminded me of Silverton on the Million Dollar Highway in Colorado. The resemblance ended there.

Yufuin

Though the drive was pretty getting there, the town itself had not much to offer: mainly a “cute” shopping street where everyone wandered up and down aimlessly looking at shops with various sweets or tiny useless knickknacks. I found one shop that had some nice natural stuff made of straw, wood and other nature’s bounty but I couldn’t have carried any of it in my suitcase.

cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin

Mike found a barbershop and got a haircut. The elderly barber seemed very nervous cutting a foreigner’s hair, and honestly, he didn’t even cut properly the top of Mike’s head where his sparse hair was sticking straight up. Besides that, it took him nearly a half-hour!

The shopping street was utterly packed because it was some three-day holiday weekend and we finally gave up and went to our ryokan (traditional Japanese inn), which cost us an arm and a leg and included half board (breakfast and dinner).

the barber and Mike
the barber and Mike
cute shop in Yufuin
cute shop in Yufuin

Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho

We had reserved a two-night stay at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho. The ryokan had two onsens for guest use and for once we could use one as a family, meaning Mike and I could go in together. Most of the onsens we’d visited had been separate onsens for men and women. After checking into our tatami-matted traditional Japanese room, we went to the onsen for a while. We had paid for half-board at this ryokan, so dinner was to be served in our room by the host at 6:00.

our room at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
our room at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Mike in his yukata at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Mike in his yukata at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho

The woman host only spoke Japanese but she was quite adept at speaking into Google translate to tell us all we needed to know. She explained that the meal was Kaiseki(懷石) , a traditional multi-course Japanese dinner. The term also refers to the collection of skills and techniques that allow the preparation of such meals and is analogous to Western haute cuisine.

We started with a whole fish made into sashimi, including the skin and scales. We had salty mackerel and some local beef and many pickled root vegetables along with many mushy or weird textured foods. I honestly didn’t care for any of it but felt obliged to eat it so I wouldn’t appear rude. Since we were staying two nights, we had to eat two dinners and two breakfasts, which stressed me out so much. I’m very picky about meats and fish and strange textured foods, so it felt like an endurance test to get through it.

Despite all of that, it was beautifully presented but I honestly couldn’t wait to leave that place so I wouldn’t have to eat the food for another day!

Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
whole fish made into sashimi
whole fish made into sashimi
me at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
me at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho

Steps: 5,556; Miles 2.35. Weather: Beppu Hi 79°, Lo 56°. Yufuin: Hi 75°, Lo 51°. Partly cloudy.

Sunday, October 13: Our Sunday morning breakfast at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho wasn’t quite as unpalatable as the dinner, but it still had some strange foods. My favorite item was the rice and the omelette-type egg.

breakfast at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
breakfast at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
me at breakfast (pretending to be happy!)
me at breakfast (pretending to be happy!)

Kinrin Lake & the Yufuin Shopping Street

After breakfast at our ryokan, we went to quaint Kinrinko Lake (金鱗湖). There are no tall buildings, only traditional houses and a shrine around the very small lake. I’d actually call it more of a pond and Mike commented that it was a pond no bigger than all the ponds at Franklin Farm near our house in Virginia. We couldn’t believe people were out in droves to stroll around this “lake.”

Despite our feelings about it, Kinrinko Lake is considered a rich symbol of Yufuin. The lake was called “Taken shitan ike” in the dialect of Oita, which means “the pond at the foot of the mountain,” because it is located at the foot of Mt. Yufu. It reportedly got its name from Mori Kuso, a Confucian scholar, who spotted a fish with scales that glittered like gold swimming there at sunset in 1884. It is an unusual lake with an outer periphery of about 400m, into which hot spring water flows while fresh water gushes from the bottom of the lake. Therefore the water temperature is high throughout the year. Apparently a mist rises from the surface of the lake when the outdoor temperature falls from autumn to winter.

The Tenso Shrine gate seen on Lake Kinrinko is the main photogenic subject on the lake.

Kinrinko Lake
Kinrinko Lake
me at Kinrinko Lake
me at Kinrinko Lake
Kinrinko Lake
Kinrinko Lake
Tenso Shrine at Kinrinko Lake
Tenso Shrine at Kinrinko Lake
cedar trees at Tenso Shrine
cedar trees at Tenso Shrine
Tenso Shrine at Kinrinko Lake
Tenso Shrine at Kinrinko Lake
Tenso Shrine gate in Kinrinko Lake
Tenso Shrine gate in Kinrinko Lake
Tenso Shrine gate in Kinrinko Lake
Tenso Shrine gate in Kinrinko Lake
Kinrinko Lake
Kinrinko Lake
Kinrinko Lake
Kinrinko Lake

After our very short stroll, we walked up and down the shopping street with its souvenir and sweet shops and hordes of people. Soon we were bored and went in search of a pizza place for lunch. We got a small pizza which was plenty for us.

shopping street at Yufuin
shopping street at Yufuin
shopping street at Yufuin
shopping street at Yufuin
Mike having pizza for lunch
Mike having pizza for lunch
me at lunch
me at lunch

We figured we were done seeing what there was to see in the town and decided to take a drive in the countryside.

Tsukahara Highlands

After leaving the town of Yufuin on Sunday afternoon, we drove up to find some grasslands, Tsukahara-kogen, a rich grassland at an altitude of about 600 meters on the northern side of Mount Yufu. It is a gently hilly area that spreads at the foot of Mount Yufu and Mount Tsurumi.

In the midst of the grasslands, we found a cozy little coffee shop where we stopped and had coffee, vanilla pudding and crème brûlée.

It was good to get away from the crowded town of Yufuin.

Tsukahara Highlands
Tsukahara Highlands
coffee shop in Tsukahara Highlands
coffee shop in Tsukahara Highlands
coffee shop in Tsukahara Highlands
coffee shop in Tsukahara Highlands
Tsukahara Highlands
Tsukahara Highlands
Tsukahara Highlands
Tsukahara Highlands
Tsukahara Highlands
Tsukahara Highlands

Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho

Mike and I went to the family onsen before dinner Sunday afternoon at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho. It was lovely sitting in the outdoor bath with the maple leaves rustling in the breeze.

Mike & me going to the onsen at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Mike & me going to the onsen at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Mike at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Mike at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
us going to the onsen
us going to the onsen
onsen at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
onsen at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
me at the onsen
me at the onsen
onsen at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
onsen at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
outdoor onsen at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
outdoor onsen at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho

We endured another dinner at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho. Three meals down, one to go. And yes, that was octopus that didn’t even look cooked. And a sea bream head. I chose not to eat much of it this time around. I’d had enough.

Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
me with Mike having the Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
me with Mike having the Kaiseki at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
octopus
octopus
cooking box
cooking box
sea bream head
sea bream head
dessert
dessert

Steps: 8,018; Miles 3.39. Weather Hi 74°, Lo 49°. Sunny.

Monday, October 14:  Monday morning, we ate our final breakfast at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho. I survived!

breakfast at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
breakfast at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
breakfast at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
breakfast at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Mike at breakfast
Mike at breakfast
me at breakfast
me at breakfast
breakfast room at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
breakfast room at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho

Finally, we left Yufuin after breakfast and drove toward Mount Aso where we would stay two nights at another ryokan. Thank goodness at that place, no food would be involved, neither dinner nor breakfast. What a relief.

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okayama & the inland sea: bitchu-takahashi, kurashiki bikan & naoshima

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 January 22, 2025
Arrival in Okayama

Monday, October 7: After traveling from Tokushima to Takamatsu to Okayama, we walked quite a distance from Okayama Station to our hotel, Dormy Inn Okayama Natural Hot Spring. It was too early to check in so we went out for lunch. Whereas Kyoto and Tokyo often have English menus and cater more to foreigners, we found no English menus in Tokushima or Okayama. Luckily the proprietor at Juicy took his time using Google Translate to help us order. I got eggplant and soba noodles. The eggplant took me on a trip down memory lane; when I lived in Fuchinobe, I used to go once a week to a fish restaurant where I had a most delicious eggplant similar to this one. I don’t remember what Mike got.

Juicy
Juicy
inside Juicy
inside Juicy
delectable eggplant :-)
delectable eggplant 🙂

When we finally checked in, our room was so tiny we couldn’t even move in it! We promptly went downstairs and asked for an upgrade to a larger room. We would have been miserable in that room for 4 nights. The hotel provided pajamas which, though extremely ugly, were probably the most comfortable ones we were given during our entire trip. 🙂

Mike in the pajamas provided to us by the hotel
Mike in the pajamas provided to us by the hotel
me in my ugly pjs
me in my ugly pjs

Later, we went out to eat at what looked like a small fish restaurant, but I was not at all happy with the food. I honestly don’t remember what we ate, but I do remember it was very weird.

me at the fish restaurant
me at the fish restaurant
the restaurant
the restaurant
Mike at the restaurant
Mike at the restaurant

Both of us felt pretty exhausted so we went to the public onsen in the hotel and then relaxed for the night. We were both getting travel weary and sick, which was no fun at all.

Steps: 7,684; Miles 3.25. Weather: Hi 77°, Lo 64°. Rainy.

A day trip to Bitchu-Takahashi

Tuesday, October 8: Our first day trip from Okayama was to Takahashi (高梁), often referred to as Bitchu-Takahashi after the surrounding region to distinguish it from other places with the same name. It is a small city in the mountainous interior of Okayama Prefecture.

The town’s modern main train station has attached to it a sprawling Starbucks, library and bookstore. We enjoyed a coffee here before heading toward the old town.

Welcome to Takahashi
Welcome to Takahashi
the bookstore at the Takahashi Station
the bookstore at the Takahashi Station
the bookstore at the Takahashi Station
the bookstore at the Takahashi Station
the bookstore at the Takahashi Station
the bookstore at the Takahashi Station

Takahashi Folk Museum

We stopped into the Takahashi Folk Museum, which held many artifacts from the town’s history, including its festival floats.

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Takahashi Folk Museum

Located in an atmospheric Meiji Period building, the Takahashi Folk Museum (Takahashi-shi Kyodo Shiryokan) is packed with nearly 3,000 tools, appliances and other items and memorabilia collected over the past centuries. The second floor displays portable shrines that were used in local festivals.

Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
festival float at the Takahashi Folk Museum
festival float at the Takahashi Folk Museum
festival floats at the Takahashi Folk Museum
festival floats at the Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Mike at the Takahashi Folk Museum
Mike at the Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
telegraph at the Takahashi Folk Museum
telegraph at the Takahashi Folk Museum
abacuses at the Takahashi Folk Museum
abacuses at the Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
combs at the Takahashi Folk Museum
combs at the Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
textbook at the Takahashi Folk Museum
textbook at the Takahashi Folk Museum

Though the town is best known for Matsuyama Castle, the only original mountaintop castle and the oldest surviving castle in Japan, we didn’t have the energy to climb up to where it sits high up on the mountain above town. In fact, we never actually saw it at all.

Raikyuji Temple

Raikyuji Temple (頼久寺, Raikyūji) is a temple of the Rinzai school of Japanese Zen Buddhism in Takahashi’s old town. The temple once served as the residence of Kobori Enshu, a local feudal lord who was also active as a renowned architect, garden designer and tea ceremony master.

Kobori Enshu designed the dry garden at Raikyuji Temple. The garden incorporates elements such as islands representing a crane and turtle (symbols of longevity and health) and borrowed scenery, which he commonly employed in his designs. We could view the garden from the temple building, but we couldn’t set foot into the garden.

Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Mike at Raikyuji Temple
Mike at Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple

Haibara Samurai Residence

We visited the large Haibara Samurai Residence in Bitchu-Takahashi. It was home to the Haibara family, who were high ranked samurai during the Edo Period. We were able to explore the residence’s many tatami rooms, kitchen and toilet, and view the gardens.

Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence
me at the Haibara Samurai Residence
me at the Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence
Haibara Samurai Residence

Orii Samurai Residence

The last place we visited in Takahashi was the Orii Samurai Residence, built about 170 years ago. We wandered through the main building, where some life-size dolls were arranged to reenact daily life during the Edo Period. One of them bowed and nearly made me jump out of my skin. We also admired the gardens from the house.

Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
Orii Samurai Residence
walking through the town
walking through the town
walking through the town
walking through the town

Return to Okayama

We enjoyed our views of rural Japan as we returned to Okayama on the train from Takahashi.

countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama
countryside from Takahashi to Okayama

We had a hard time finding any good Japanese restaurants around our hotel in Okayama. Besides, we were having some stomach issues and we didn’t know if they were from Japanese foods we had eaten or if they were associated with the colds and coughs we had. Anyway, when we returned from Takahashi we stopped at a place near the train station where I had some very bony salted mackerel & rice. I can’t say I got much off the bones.

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bony salted mackerel & rice

Later on Tuesday evening, after relaxing in our hotel and bathing in the onsen, we went to a dining court on the 6th floor of the Aeon Mall and ate hamburgers with gravy and cheese. The meal was a welcome treat as we were craving some Western food.

Aeon Mall
Aeon Mall
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downtown Okayama
downtown Okayama

Steps: 14,486; Miles 6.14. Weather: Hi 77°, Lo 53°. Cloudy/rainy.

A day trip to Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter

Wednesday, October 9: What is the Japanese fascination with cats? Not a cat lover myself, I fail to see the appeal. This Bengal Cats Specialized Café was the first place we encountered on Wednesday when we visited the Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter. I considered buying one of the stuffed cats for our granddaughter, but in the end I couldn’t decide on one.

Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café
Bengal Cats Specialized Café

During the Edo Period (1603-1868), Kurashiki was an important regional trade hub for Japan’s most important commodity, rice. Large quantities of rice from the surrounding area were brought into Kurashiki and stored there in storehouses before being shipped to Osaka and Edo. Because of the city’s importance in the rice trade, Kurashiki was put under direct control of the shogunate, and the city was even named after its many storehouses (kura).

Later, the town became an important textile center under the Kurabō Textile Company. Owner Ōhara Magosaburō (1880-1943) opened the Ōhara Museum of Art in 1930 to house his large collection of predominately Western art. Today it draws many Japanese tourists.

The municipality worked for several years to bury the electrical cables in the city center to recreate a medieval atmosphere and to fully accentuate the buildings’ architecture.

The first thing we did in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District was to take a rickshaw through the old town.

Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Mike with our rickshaw driver
Mike with our rickshaw driver
canals of Kurashiki Bikan Historical
canals of Kurashiki Bikan Historical
me with Mike in the rickshaw
me with Mike in the rickshaw
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
monk in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
monk in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Mike & I in the rickshaw in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Mike & I in the rickshaw in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Ōhara Museum of Art
Ōhara Museum of Art
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
our rickshaw driver
our rickshaw driver
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
boat ride in the canal
boat ride in the canal
me with the rickshaw driver
me with the rickshaw driver

After our rickshaw ride, we strolled around Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter. One of the main attractions of the city is a boat ride on Kurashiki’s canal, which enables one to experience Japan’s feudal atmosphere. The boat goes under a small bridge, made of only one stone, at a 90° angle to the waterway. The tour lasts about 20 minutes. The participants are asked to wear traditional hats to stick with the district’s decor. Though we didn’t go on the boat ride, we were able to watch people as they floated along the weeping willow-lined canals.

boaters in the rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
boaters in the rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
canals in the rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
canals in the rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
me on a canal bridge in rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
me on a canal bridge in rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Mike in rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Mike in rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
canals
canals
canals
canals
Ohara's wife's house
Ohara’s wife’s house
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
rickshaw ride through Kurashiki Bikan Historical District

Parallel streets to the canal took us between traditional houses which had not been converted into souvenir shops. We also saw the pottery for which Kurashiki Bikan Historical District is famous.

pottery in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
pottery in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
pottery in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
pottery in Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
Kurashiki Bikan Historical District

We climbed up to Achi-jinja shrine in Tsurugatayama-kōen, a park that overlooks the old area of town. The shrine is home to a wisteria tree guessed to be 300-500 years old. We enjoyed the views over the rooftops of Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter.

Back down in the old town, we stopped in a bamboo grove and several denim shops, since the area is famous for denim.

A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
Mike climbing to A Chi Shrine
Mike climbing to A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
A Chi Shrine
view from A Chi Shrine over Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
view from A Chi Shrine over Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
view from A Chi Shrine over Kurashiki Bikan Historical District
view from A Chi Shrine over Kurashiki Bikan Historical District

When we got back to Okayama from Kurashiki, we spent time bathing and relaxing in the public onsen and then went out to the dining area on the 6th floor at Aeon Mall, this time for Indian food at Namaste-Ganesha. We still weren’t feeling good and were burned out from Japanese food. Little did I know that the butter paneer would cause me an upset stomach the following day.

Mike at Namaste-Ganesha
Mike at Namaste-Ganesha
me at Namaste-Ganesha
me at Namaste-Ganesha

Steps: 15,198; Miles 6.43. Hi 77°, Lo 53°. Sunny.

A day trip to Naoshima Island on the Seto Inland Sea

Thursday, October 10: On our last day in Okayama, we took a train through the countryside to Uno Port, where we took a ferry to Naoshima Island on the Seto Inland Sea. The island is best known for its many contemporary art installations and museums.

on the train to Uno Port
on the train to Uno Port
on the train to Uno Port
on the train to Uno Port
views of the Inland Sea from the ferry to Naoshima
views of the Inland Sea from the ferry to Naoshima
views of the Inland Sea from the ferry to Naoshima
views of the Inland Sea from the ferry to Naoshima
views of the Inland Sea from the ferry to Naoshima
views of the Inland Sea from the ferry to Naoshima
the ferry in Naoshima
the ferry in Naoshima

As soon as we got to the island, we rented e-bikes and began our exploration of the island.

me on Naoshima with "Red Pumpkin" by Yayoi Kusama 2006
me on Naoshima with “Red Pumpkin” by Yayoi Kusama 2006
Naoshima Port Terminal by Kazuyo Sejima + Ryue Nishizawa
Naoshima Port Terminal by Kazuyo Sejima + Ryue Nishizawa
our ebikes on Naoshima
our ebikes on Naoshima

Much of Naoshima’s art was installed by the Benesse Corporation, which oversees art museums, installations and sculptures both on Naoshima and on neighboring islands. Benesse’s museums were designed by the well known Japanese architect Ando Tadao and include the Chichu Art Museum, Lee Ufan Museum and all the buildings of the Benesse House.

The Benesse project started in the early 1990s, when the Benesse Corporation chose Naoshima as the setting for its growing modern art collection. In addition to the main museums, many outdoor sculptures are situated around the coast, including Kusama Yayoi’s Yellow Pumpkin, which is a symbol of the island.

We parked our bikes (as required) and wandered around the Benesse House grounds. I wasn’t overly impressed by the outdoor art collection. The sea itself was more compelling than the art. I had been to a similar outdoor art collection in Hakone in 2017 (a weekend in hakone: the hakone open-air museum) which I thought was more fascinating than Naoshima.

Kusama Yayoi's "Yellow Pumpkin" 2022
Kusama Yayoi’s “Yellow Pumpkin” 2022
"Frog and Cat" by Karel Appel 1990
“Frog and Cat” by Karel Appel 1990
"Camel" by Niki de Saint Phalle 1991 at Benesse Art Site
“Camel” by Niki de Saint Phalle 1991 at Benesse Art Site
"Elephant" by Niki de Saint Phalle 1991 at Benesse Art Site
“Elephant” by Niki de Saint Phalle 1991 at Benesse Art Site
"Cylinder Bisected by Plane" by Dan Graham 1995
“Cylinder Bisected by Plane” by Dan Graham 1995
"Cylinder Bisected by Plane" by Dan Graham 1995
“Cylinder Bisected by Plane” by Dan Graham 1995
"La Conversation" 1991 by Nicki de Saint Phalle
“La Conversation” 1991 by Nicki de Saint Phalle
"Cat" by Niki de Saint Phalle 1991 at Benesse Art Site
“Cat” by Niki de Saint Phalle 1991 at Benesse Art Site
"Le Banc" by Niki de Saint Phalle 1989
“Le Banc” by Niki de Saint Phalle 1989
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
Naoshima
"Shipyard Works: Stern with Hole" by Shinro Ohtake 1990
“Shipyard Works: Stern with Hole” by Shinro Ohtake 1990
Naoshima
Naoshima
Three Squares Vertical Diagonal by George Rickey (1972-82)
Three Squares Vertical Diagonal by George Rickey (1972-82)

Benesse House Museum

We were not impressed by the brutalist design of the Benesse House Museum, nor were we impressed by the few pieces of art on display in the concrete bunker-like museum. To be honest, after seeing so many fabulous art galleries all over the world, we found the contemporary art here lacking. It just wasn’t that thought-provoking or impressive. I found myself wishing for more art like we saw at the fabulous museum in León, Nicaragua or the museums of Balinese art in Bali. I could name so many fabulous museums all over the world, but this one just didn’t do it for me. I wish we could have appreciated it more since we’d spent a day of our time in Japan here, but I actually felt bored by it.

view of the Benesse House Museum on the hill
view of the Benesse House Museum on the hill
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
view from Benesse House Museum
view from Benesse House Museum
"Untitled" 1996 by Jannis Kounellis at Benesse House Museum
“Untitled” 1996 by Jannis Kounellis at Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum
Benesse House Museum

Taking a trip to one of the islands on the Inland Sea and riding the e-bikes was more fun than interacting with the art. We found ourselves feeling sorry for people who were disembarking with suitcases at the ferry as we returned to Uno Port. We thought how boring it would be to spend the night in Naoshima.

The last photo in this series shows a young girl’s school bag brimming with stuffed animals, a common sight in Japan.

me on my ebike on Naoshima. Behind me: Naoshima Pavilion by Sou Fujimoto Architects
me on my ebike on Naoshima. Behind me: Naoshima Pavilion by Sou Fujimoto Architects
Mike on his ebike on Naoshima
Mike on his ebike on Naoshima
returning our ebikes
returning our ebikes
taking the ferry back to the Mainland
taking the ferry back to the Mainland
taking the ferry back to the Mainland
taking the ferry back to the Mainland
countryside around Okayama
countryside around Okayama
countryside around Okayama
countryside around Okayama
a bag full of stuffed animals at the train station
a bag full of stuffed animals at the train station

Return to Okayama

After our day on Naoshima, we stopped by Juicy for some sake and a late lunch. I had eggplant, avocado sashimi & gyoza and Mike had a steak set meal. The proprietor welcomed us back and happily used Google Translate once again to help us order. He was a super friendly guy.

proprietor of Juicy
proprietor of Juicy
Juicy
Juicy
Mike having a drink at Juicy
Mike having a drink at Juicy
me making a toast at Juicy
me making a toast at Juicy

Because we ate such a late lunch, we didn’t feel like going out for dinner. We just took baths in the public onsen and relaxed the rest of the evening.

We would head to the southernmost of Japan’s four large islands, Kyūshū, on Friday morning for our last week in Japan. Kyūshū (lit. ‘Nine Provinces’) is the third-largest island of Japan’s four main islands and the most southerly of the four largest islands (i.e. excluding Okinawa and the other Ryukyu (Nansei) Islands).

Steps: 12,067; Miles 5.11. Hi 77°, Lo 53°. Sunny.

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two days on the shikoku 88-temple pilgrimage: 7 out of the first 10 temples

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 January 15, 2025
Travel from Kyoto to Tokushima on the island of Shikoku

Friday, October 4, 2024:  Friday morning was another travel day for us. We took the Shinkansen from Kyoto to Okayama. There we switched to the Uzushio Line which took us directly from Okayama over the only rail connection to Shikoku Island, across the Inland Sea and onward to Tokushima.

The Seto Inland Sea (瀬戸内海, Seto Naikai), sometimes shortened to the Inland Sea, is the body of water separating Honshu, Shikoku, and Kyushu, three of the four main islands of Japan. It serves as a waterway connecting the Pacific Ocean to the Sea of Japan.

Shikoku & the Seto Inland Sea

Shikoku & the Seto Inland Sea

We arrived in Tokushima too early to check into our hotel, Hotel Clement Tokushima, so we left our luggage and went out to lunch at Yasubee Izakaya where Mike had yakatori and miso clam soup and I had shrimp & vegetable tempura with rice.

Yasubee Izakaya
Yasubee Izakaya
Yasubee Izakaya
Yasubee Izakaya
Mike at Yasubee Izakaya
Mike at Yasubee Izakaya
me at Yasubee Izakaya
me at Yasubee Izakaya
Yasubee Izakaya
Yasubee Izakaya

Preparing to walk a small part of the Shikoku 88-temple walk

The Shikoku pilgrimage is a 1,200km loop, so there is no beginning or end, unlike the Camino de Santiago. Statues of the famous Buddhist monk Kōbō Daishi are found in every temple along the way, but it’s not certain that he actually founded the pilgrimage. Kōbō Daishi was born in 774 near Temple 75 (Zentsuji) as a descendant of the noble Saeki family. Though the family was poor, Kōbō Daishi was able to study religion and philosophy in Kyoto. He spent a lot of time meditating in remote parts of Shikoku, where, in a cave near Temple 24, he is said to have found enlightenment. From then, in his mid-twenties, he called himself Kukai.

After traveling to and studying in China, Kukai founded Shingon Buddhism, today the largest sect in Japan. One major belief of this sect is that human beings have the opportunity to be enlightened in their current life through esoteric practice.

It took another 900 years until, in 1687, the pilgrimage path was described in a book, starting a pilgrimage movement among common people.

After checking in to our hotel, we went in search of the henro (pilgrim) store to get what we needed for our mini-pilgrimage for the next two days. The henro on the Shikoku 88-temple pilgrimage is usually decked out in white with a stole and a straw conical hat. We found that the Tourist Information office in Tokushima had most of what we needed. Since our goal was to walk the first 10 temples clustered around Tokushima, we opted only for the white vest (hakui) and a purple stole (wagesa). Mike got a stole as well, but when we got to the hotel, he found they had left it out of the bag. I got the pilgrimage book (nōkyōchō) so I could get stamps from each temple. We also got candles and incense sticks and little nameslips (osame-fuda) where each of us would write our name, address, date, and a wish. The nameslip is placed in the nameslip box at both the main hall and the Daishi hall. As well, it is given to those you receive gifts from.

Lance from Hawaii happened to be in the Tourist Information office and outlined the whole routine at each temple; I had already read about the routine but it was confusing to me nonetheless. We were grateful that Lance was there to explain it in English. We found quickly that people in Tokushima don’t speak much English, so he was a godsend.

According to Lance, proper etiquette at each temple includes:

  1. Stand to the left of the main gate and, putting hands together, bow once.
  2. Wash hands and mouth at the wash basin.
  3. Ring the bell at the bell tower once.
  4. At the Main hall, light one candle and three sticks of incense. Place the nameslip in the box. Place a donation in the offertory box, put your hands together, and recite the sutras.
    1. First recite the Heart Sutra (1x), then continue with Gohonzon Shingon mantra (3x), the Kōmyō mantra (3x), and Gohōgō (name of Kōbō Daishi) (3x) mantras. Finally, recite the Ekoumon sutra once, say “arigatō gozaimasu” (thank you) with hands together, and bow once.  It is okay to pray silently.
  5. At the Daishi hall (where a statue of Kōbō Daishi is enshrined), worship again in the same way as at the main hall.
  6. At the Temple Office, receive the temple stamp in your pilgrimage book (300 yen per temple).
  7. Face the main gate and bow once before leaving.

The normal pilgrim attire includes a sedge hat, but we opted not to get one. The white clothing worn by the pilgrim represents purity and innocence, although in the past it meant a death shroud, symbolizing that the pilgrim was prepared to die at any time.

After getting our gear, we wandered through the basement of a department store and picked out items for dinner and breakfast since we’d already eaten a big lunch and didn’t feel like going out. Plus breakfast wasn’t included with our room.

The last two photos are the views of Tokushima from our hotel. It looked gloomy so we were hoping it didn’t rain on Saturday, when we’d begin our walk.

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View from our hotel, Hotel Clement Tokushima

Steps: 6,569; Miles 2.78. Weather: Hi 77°, Lo 65°.

DAY 1: Making our way to Ryōzenji

Saturday, October 5:  Saturday morning, Mike & I began our walk, intending to visit the first 5 temples on the Shikoku 88-temple pilgrimage walk. From Tokushima Station, we took the train to Bando, where we followed a green painted line on the road 0.8 km to the first temple: Ryōzenji.

Mike getting on the train to Bandō Station
Mike getting on the train to Bandō Station
me getting on the train to Bandō Station
me getting on the train to Bandō Station
Mike & I begin our mini-pilgrimage at Bandō Station
Mike & I begin our mini-pilgrimage at Bandō Station
following the green line to Temple #1
following the green line to Temple #1
the green line
the green line

Temple 1: Ryōzenji

Ryōzenji was founded by Gyōki (668-749), Japanese Buddhist priest of the Nara period. Kukai came later and prayed for the farmers who were suffering from natural disasters and the spread of sickness. The temple’s name translates to “Temple of the Vulture Peak” and its main deity is Shaka Nyorai, in English known as “the Buddha.”

When we reached Ryōzenji, we did the prescribed routine: bowed, washed hands and mouth, rang the bell, lit a candle at the Main Hall, and from that lit 3 sticks of incense. We each put a coin in to a drop box and dropped our osame-fuda (name slips where we wrote the date, country, name and a wish) into another box. We repeated all that at the Daisha hall. At both the Main hall and the Daisha hall, we recited the Heart Sutra, which was super long and all in Japanese so it went very slowly and painstakingly. Then we recited the other (shorter) mantras and sutras and I got the stamp and calligraphy for that temple in my pilgrimage book.

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Temple #1: Ryōzenji

me at Ryōzenji
me at Ryōzenji
wash basin at Ryōzenji
wash basin at Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
osame-fuda (nameslips)
osame-fuda (nameslips)
Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Mike rings the bell at Ryōzenji
Mike rings the bell at Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Main Hall at Ryōzenji
Main Hall at Ryōzenji
Main Hall at Ryōzenji
Main Hall at Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Ryōzenji
Getting my first temple stamp for Ryōzenji
Getting my first temple stamp for Ryōzenji
pilgrimage book with temple 1 stamp
pilgrimage book with temple 1 stamp

After all of that we began our 1.2km walk to temple #2, Gokurakuji. We walked mostly on narrow roads through suburban neighborhoods, admiring the shaped trees in people’s meticulously maintained gardens. Niwaki, the art of pruning trees the Japanese way, has a rich history that dates back centuries.

Japanese houses along the Shikoku pilgrimage walk
Japanese houses along the Shikoku pilgrimage walk
Japanese houses along the Shikoku pilgrimage walk
Japanese houses along the Shikoku pilgrimage walk

Temple 2: Gokurakuji

Temple 2, Gokurakuji, was founded by Gyōki; however Kukai carved the statue of Amida Nyorai, the deity of light. People come here to pray for a long life or an easy childbirth, among other things. The temple’s name means “Nirvana – or Paradise Temple” (Temple of the Pure Land).

At Gokurakuji, we did our routines and lingered because this was a particularly pretty temple, with a temple garden that creates an impression of Nirvana; it is considered one of the most beautiful gardens on the pilgrimage. On the grounds of Gokurakuji is a large cedar tree called “Chōmei-sugi,” which is said to give one a long life.

After finishing our routines, sutras and mantras, I got my pilgrim stamp and we were on our way to temple three.

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Temple 2: Gokurakuji

my osame-fuda to leave at Gokurakuji
my osame-fuda to leave at Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Mike rings a small bell at Gokurakuji
Mike rings a small bell at Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Mike rings the bell at Gokurakuji
Mike rings the bell at Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
ema at Gokurakuji
ema at Gokurakuji
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incense at Gokurakuji
incense at Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
origami at Gokurakuji
origami at Gokurakuji
cedar tree at Gokurakuji
cedar tree at Gokurakuji
Mike with the cedar tree at Gokurakuji
Mike with the cedar tree at Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
Gokurakuji
temple stamp for Gokurakuji
temple stamp for Gokurakuji

The next temple was a 2.9km walk through more neat and tidy neighborhoods with many pretty houses and gardens.

Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji
Japanese houses seen on the walk to Konsenji

Temple 3: Konzenji

We reached temple 3, Konzenji, another lovely temple founded by Gyōki on behalf of Emperor Shomu who lived in the Nara period and strongly supported Buddhism. The main deity here is Shaka Nyorai.  Kukai later repaired the buildings and named the temple after a gold well he is said to have built. It sits beside the Daishi hall and its water ensures longevity.

The garden also includes a large stone that, according to legend, a servant of a samurai named Benkei (1159-1189) lifted in 1185.

We went through our routines and incense lighting and sutra reciting. I got my temple stamp and then we walked on, aiming for temple 4.

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Mike at Temple 3: Konsenji

me at Konsenji
me at Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Mike's osame-fuda left at Konsenji
Mike’s osame-fuda left at Konsenji
my osame-fuda left at Konsenji
my osame-fuda left at Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
pagoda at Konsenji
pagoda at Konsenji
garden at Konsenji
garden at Konsenji
Konsenji
Konsenji
Mike at Konsenji
Mike at Konsenji
Temple stamp for Konsenji
Temple stamp for Konsenji

The walk to Temple 4, Dainichiji was to be 5.1 km with another 2 km to temple 5, Jizoji. It was getting quite hot by this time and we realized after a long slog through more quiet neighborhoods that we could veer south to temple #5 and skip #4 altogether.

walk to Temple 5: Jizoji
walk to Temple 5: Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
me on our walk to Jizoji
me on our walk to Jizoji
Mike on our walk to Jizoji
Mike on our walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji
walk to Jizoji

Temple 5: Jizōji

We decided we were tuckered out and would do just that; we went directly to temple 5, Jizōji.

Jizōji’s main deity, Shogun Jizo Bosatsu, was carved by Kukai. Many military leaders before the 16th century prayed to the deity because they believed it would help them win battles. The temple is a simple one that sits around a square with a huge 800-year-old Gingko tree in its center. People pray here for a long life.

We had by this time walked close to 9 miles, including getting to and from train stations, so we called it quits for the day. Of course, we first did our temple routine: lighting our incense, submitting our nameslips, and saying our sutras. I got my temple stamp in my pilgrimage book and we headed for the nearest bus stop to get back to Tokushima.

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Temple 5: Jizōji

Jizōji
Jizōji
Mike's osame-fuda left at Jizōji
Mike’s osame-fuda left at Jizōji
my osame-fuda left at Jizōji
my osame-fuda left at Jizōji
Jizōji
Jizōji
Jizōji
Jizōji
Jizōji
Jizōji
Temple stamp for Jizōji
Temple stamp for Jizōji

Return to Tokushima

Thus, we completed only 4 out of the 5 first temples on day one around Tokushima. We walked to a bus stop where we waited a while, caught a local bus with about 17 stops and made it to the Itano Station. From there we made it back to Tokushima where I soaked in a long hot bath and we went out to eat.

me at the bus stop
me at the bus stop
me at Itano Station
me at Itano Station
view over Tokushima
view over Tokushima
view over Tokushima
view over Tokushima

The ramen place we chose had an electronic screen outside where we had to place our order. It was all in Japanese so luckily a Japanese man behind us in line helped us figure it out. Then he and his wife joined us for dinner. He was a very lively fellow. Neither of them could speak much English but we managed to communicate through Google Translate.

Ramen restaurant
Ramen restaurant
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gyoza
Japanese woman and me at dinner
Japanese woman and me at dinner
Mike and the friendly Japanese man
Mike and the friendly Japanese man

Steps: 22,717; Miles 9.63. Weather: Hi 79°, Lo 65°.

DAY 2

Sunday, October 6: We were in a quandary about what to do for day 2 of our Shikoku 88-temple walk because, though the first 10 temples are clustered around Tokushima, numbers 8, 9, and 10 have no public transportation to them. Temple 11 is a 10 km walk from temple 10; we had no intention of walking as far as temple 11. Mike thought of renting a car and just driving to the remaining 5 temples but I didn’t want to give up on the walk so quickly. Many pilgrims on the Shikoku pilgrimage take cars and don’t walk at all. Many come in tour groups by the bus load.

Temple 10: Kirihataji

Finally I figured out that we could take the train from Tokushima to Kamojima, about a 30-minute walk from temple 11. We hoped the station would be big enough to have a taxi queue and we could hire a taxi to take us to temple 10 and then work backwards to 6 from there. We lucked out! We found a taxi driver at Kamojima who drove us up a very steep hill to number 10, Kirihataji. There we did our temple routine.

Kirihataji means “Temple of the Cut Cloth” and its main deity is Senju Kanon Bosatsu. When Kukai passed through this area, he asked for some old cloth. However, a young woman, who had been the mistress of a samurai and had fallen into disgrace, presented him with a new kimono. She told him she wanted to become a saint and save people, and when Kukai ordained her, she became enlightened. She left home and soon after changed into a Senju Kannon (Thousand-Armed Buddha of Mercy).

The two-story pagoda was brought from Sumiyoshi Taisha Shrine in Osaka in 1868 and took 10 years to erect.

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Temple 10: Kirihataji

Taxi driver who drove us to Temple 10: Kirihataji
Taxi driver who drove us to Temple 10: Kirihataji
Mike at Kirihataji
Mike at Kirihataji
steps down from Kirihataji
steps down from Kirihataji
Mike at the wash basin at Kirihataji
Mike at the wash basin at Kirihataji
me purifying myself at Kirihataji
me purifying myself at Kirihataji
me ringing the bell at Kirihataji
me ringing the bell at Kirihataji
Mike at the Kirihataji bell
Mike at the Kirihataji bell
nameslips left at Temple 10
nameslips left at Temple 10
me at Kirihataji
me at Kirihataji
Kirihataji
Kirihataji
Kirihataji
Kirihataji
Kirihataji
Kirihataji
Mike at Kirihataji
Mike at Kirihataji
Kirihataji
Kirihataji
pilgrim stamp for temple 10, Kirihataji
pilgrim stamp for temple 10, Kirihataji

We then began our 3.9 km walk to Temple 9, Horinji. I was feeling energetic on our walk from temple 10 to temple 9. It turned out the reason I felt energetic was because the walk was all slightly downhill.

Japanese homes on the walk from temple 10 to temple 9
Japanese homes on the walk from temple 10 to temple 9
me on the walk to temple 9
me on the walk to temple 9
fields on the way to temple 9
fields on the way to temple 9
Japanese homes on the walk from temple 10 to temple 9
Japanese homes on the walk from temple 10 to temple 9
fields on the way to temple 9
fields on the way to temple 9
a mini shrine on the way to temple 9
a mini shrine on the way to temple 9
a mini shrine on the way to temple 9
a mini shrine on the way to temple 9
Japanese homes on the walk from temple 10 to temple 9
Japanese homes on the walk from temple 10 to temple 9

Temple 9: Horinji

Horinji means Temple of the Dharma Wheel and its deity is Shaka Nyorai. The many straw sandals (waraji) are hung here by people wishing for the healing of leg ailments or walking disabilities.

At temple 9, Horinji, we did our routine.

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Temple 9: Horinji

wash basin at Horinji
wash basin at Horinji
my nameslips for temple 9
my nameslips for temple 9
Horinji
Horinji
origami at Horinji
origami at Horinji
origami at Horinji
origami at Horinji
pilgrim stamp for temple 9, Horinji
pilgrim stamp for temple 9, Horinji

Then we began what should have been an easy 2.4 km walk to temple 8. It was lovely walking in rural Japan through farmland, small villages and beautifully coiffed houses and gardens. Soon though, it started getting hot and there was not a shred of shade to be found.

Despite the short distance from Temple 9 from temple 8, this stretch stressed Mike and I out. It was all in the hot sun and Mike noted that it was all a gradual uphill. Mike’s hip and leg were hurting him and I was zapped from the heat.  About halfway there we started throwing out options. “We could call a taxi to take us to temple 7 and then walk the short distance to 6, then take the bus then the train back to Tokushima.” Or later, “We could call a taxi to take us to Itano Station and skip 6 & 7 altogether.” “Better yet we could call the taxi driver from that morning and have him take us right back to Kamojima Station, where he’d picked us up.”

walk from temple 9 to temple 8
walk from temple 9 to temple 8
walk from temple 9 to temple 8
walk from temple 9 to temple 8
walk from temple 9 to temple 8
walk from temple 9 to temple 8
walk from temple 9 to temple 8
walk from temple 9 to temple 8

Temple 8: Kumadaniji

Kumadaniji means “Temple of the Bear Valley” and its main deity is Senju Kannon Bosatsu. Kukai carved a large statue of the deity and placed smaller similar statues inside it. In the gardens there is a pine tree which looks like a dragon. The Tahoto treasure tower (2-story pagoda built in 1774) is a building inspired by Okunoin Temple in Koya-san, the mausoleum of Kobo Daishi (Kukai) and one of the most sacred places in Japan.

We dragged ourselves through the routine at temple 8, Kumadaniji, and went to the temple office to get what would be my final temple stamp. We asked the woman there to call the taxi driver (he’d given us his card that morning) and he said he’d be there momentarily. And he was, thank goodness. We were so happy to see his smiling face again.

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Temple 8: Kumadaniji

my nameslips left at Temple 8: Kumadaniji
my nameslips left at Temple 8: Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
Kumadaniji
pilgrim stamp for Kumadaniji
pilgrim stamp for Kumadaniji

I had actually started feeling sick the day before coming to Tokushima but I was determined I wasn’t going to let my headcold deter me. I just kept pushing and pushing. At the beginning of the first day I felt not too horrible but by the end of that day, after walking 9.63 miles, I felt pretty bad. Sunday I was sicker. And by Sunday night, after walking 6.3 miles, I was pretty miserable. Mike was aching all over, especially his hip and leg.

After I walked the entire 790km of the Camino de Santiago in the fall of 2018, I decided foolishly to try a portion of the Via Francigena in Italy in July of 2023 with my Camino friend Darina. It was one of the hottest summers on record and I found I couldn’t hack carrying a heavy pack over all the Tuscan hills in the sweltering heat. I ended up taking public transportation for a sizeable portion of the walk.

I can’t believe I once thought I could do the entire Shikoku pilgrimage. I obviously have not been not accepting my age limitations! No more pilgrimages for me. Even though I love them in theory, in practice I no longer have the stamina to do them. 😨😱😰

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My pilgrimage book

Return to Tokushima

After the last day of our mini-pilgrimage Mike and I could barely drag ourselves out to eat dinner. We couldn’t get excited about Japanese food, so we found an Italian restaurant where we got a pizza with green apples, walnuts and Gorgonzola cheese. It was just okay, but I was happy to eat some different food. We crashed early because Monday morning we would leave to Okayama.

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Steps: 15,090; Miles 6.39. Weather Hi 82°, Lo 70°. Sunny.

Leaving Tokushima for Okayama

Monday, October 7: On a rather gloomy and rainy Monday morning, we made our way by train from Tokushima to Takamatsu to Okayama. Despite the clouds, we found the landscape drifting past our train windows soothing and ebulliently green.

Our train tickets for today's journey
Our train tickets for today’s journey
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
countryside in Shikoku
crossing the only rail line over the Inland Sea from Shikoku to Honshu
crossing the only rail line over the Inland Sea from Shikoku to Honshu

We would stay four nights in Okayama with day trips out to various areas each day.

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kyoto, japan: of golden temples, infinite torii gates, & philospher’s walks

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 January 8, 2025
Arrival in Narita & onward to Kyoto

Monday, September 30, 2024: We left Bali at 12:20 a.m. this morning (9/30) and actually managed to sleep for about 5 hours on our 7 hour flight. Garuda Indonesia is one of the nicer airlines I’ve ever flown on; it was very comfortable.

flying back to Japan from Bali
flying back to Japan from Bali
flying back to Japan from Bali
flying back to Japan from Bali
onboard Garuda Indonesia
onboard Garuda Indonesia
clouds out the window while flying back to Japan
clouds out the window while flying back to Japan
Japan Immigration Landing Permission
Japan Immigration Landing Permission

We arrived in Narita at 8:50 a.m. as scheduled and immediately bought our tickets for the Narita Express to Shinagawa and from there the Shinkansen to Kyoto. I was so happy to be back in Japan after the total chaos and lack of any systems in Bali; I am always in admiration of Japan’s efficiency. Infrastructure and a system that works are everything, in my opinion!

Once we were on the Shinkansen, we were able to relax because these are the most comfortable trains imaginable. I ate my favorite onigiri (tuna and mayo) for lunch. Onigiri (お握) is a Japanese rice ball made from white rice. It is usually formed into triangular or cylindrical shapes, and wrapped in nori (seaweed). Yum!!!

We were lucky to enjoy views of Mount Fuji on the way to Kyoto.

The only thing I wanted to know was WHY WHY WHY was it still 90 degrees in Kyoto at the end of September and beginning of October?????

me waiting for the Shinkansen at Shinagawa Station in Tokyo
me waiting for the Shinkansen at Shinagawa Station in Tokyo
Mike waiting for the Shinkansen at Shinagawa Station in Tokyo
Mike waiting for the Shinkansen at Shinagawa Station in Tokyo
me eating onigiri
me eating onigiri
Mount Fuji from the Shinkansen
Mount Fuji from the Shinkansen

Arrival in Kyoto & a stroll around the Gion District

A 3-minute walk from Kyoto Station took us to Sakura Terrace The Gallery, our lovely and convenient hotel. We checked in, rested a bit after our long overnight and morning of travel, then headed out to the Gion district of Kyoto.

Sakura Terrace The Gallery
Sakura Terrace The Gallery
Kyoto Station. Our hotel was where the red star is.
Kyoto Station. Our hotel was where the red star is.
Sakura Terrace The Gallery
Sakura Terrace The Gallery
Sakura Terrace The Gallery
Sakura Terrace The Gallery
Sakura Terrace The Gallery
Sakura Terrace The Gallery

Kyoto has great historical significance in Japan, and it holds numerous cultural assets. Because of this, it is one of the most visited areas in Japan. It was originally laid out in a grid pattern modeled after China’s Tang-dynasty capital Chang’an (contemporary Xi’an). The city served as the capital of Japan and home to the Japanese imperial family from 794 to 1868, at which time the Meiji Restoration took the imperial family to Tokyo, the new capital. However, political power shifted elsewhere during the Kamakura period (1185-1333), when Kamakura served as the national capital, and during the Edo period (1600-1867), when the Tokugawa shogunate ruled Japan from Edo (now Tokyo) (Lonely Planet Japan).

We strolled through Gion (祇園), Kyoto’s most famous geisha district. It is filled with shops, restaurants and ochaya (teahouses), where geiko (Kyoto dialect for geisha) and maiko (geiko apprentices) entertain. We didn’t see any geisha, nor were we entertained by any of them, but there were plenty of mysterious looking places where we could imagine such entertainment was taking place. Mostly, we just found tourists wandering around the alleys and streets.

We ended up at a vegetarian udon noodle shop. Everything was delicious and wonderfully presented. I had an Udon tempura set, while Mike had a Tofu Steak set.

me in Gion
me in Gion
our vegetarian udon noodle shop
our vegetarian udon noodle shop
Udon tempura set
Udon tempura set
me and our meal
me and our meal
Mike and his Tofu Steak set
Mike and his Tofu Steak set
display in the vegetarian udon noodle shop
display in the vegetarian udon noodle shop

After dinner in Gion, we walked to Yasaka Shrine (八坂神社), also known as Gion Shrine; it is one of the most famous shrines in Kyoto and is considered the guardian shrine of the Gion entertainment district. Founded over 1350 years ago, the shrine sits between the popular Gion and Higashiyama districts and is often visited by tourists walking between the two.

The shrine’s main hall combines the honden (inner sanctuary) and haiden (offering hall) into a single building. In front of it stands a dance stage with hundreds of lanterns that get lit in the evenings. Each lantern bears the name of a local business in return for a donation.

Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
ema at Yasaka Shrine
ema at Yasaka Shrine
ema at Yasaka Shrine
ema at Yasaka Shrine
ema at Yasaka Shrine
ema at Yasaka Shrine
lanterns at Yasaka Shrine
lanterns at Yasaka Shrine
lanterns at Yasaka Shrine
lanterns at Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
Yasaka Shrine
Theatre in Kyoto
Theatre in Kyoto

Steps: 10,209; Miles 4.32. Weather: Hi 85°, Lo 66°. Sunny.

Tuesday, October 1: I came to Kyoto during the Lunar New Year in February 2011, when I was teaching English in South Korea. It was freezing cold when I was here then. On Tuesday the forecast was 90 degrees, so it was much less pleasant for me. Give me a cold day any day! But when traveling we have to deal with the weather hand we’re dealt, so onward we marched.

Kinkaku-ji, the Temple of the Golden Pavilion

Mike wanted to see my favorite places in Kyoto, so I took him first to my favorite place, Kinkaku-ji, a Zen Buddhist temple known as the Temple of the Golden Pavilion; it is one of 17 World Cultural Heritage sites in Kyoto.  It is also one of the most popular buildings in Japan, second only to Mt. Fuji in the number of tourists it attracts. The Golden Pavilion is a 3-story building, the top two stories of which are covered with pure gold leaf.

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Kinkakuji

Originally built in 1397, the present building was reconstructed in 1955 after a mentally ill man burned the original down in 1950.  A fictionalized version of this incident can be found in The Temple of the Golden Pavilion by  Yukio Mishima.

Kinkaku-ji is a Zen temple of the Shokoku-ji School of Rinzai Buddhist denomination. The area used to be the Saionji family’s villa. In 1397, Yoshimitsu, the third Shogun of Ashikaga Shogunate, took it over and built the Kitayama palace centering around a golden stupa, “Kinkaku.” When founded, the Kitayama palace was the center of politics and culture and was used to welcome the emperors of Japan and trading partners from China. The building supposedly houses Buddha relics, specifically Buddha’s ashes. It was registered as a World Cultural Heritage Site in 1994.

The Golden Pavilion extends over a lovely pond that reflects it in all its gleaming gold.  It’s stunning. People were standing on the edges of the pond, admiring its beauty and taking photos. Mike and I wandered around admiring the picture-postcard beauty before the sun started roasting us and we headed out to our next destination.

me with Mike at Kinkakuji
me with Mike at Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
me at Kinkakuji
me at Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
Kinkakuji
on the grounds of Kinkakuji
on the grounds of Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
me with ema at Kinkakuji (& the new fan I bought to keep cool)
me with ema at Kinkakuji (& the new fan I bought to keep cool)
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji
ema at Kinkakuji

Ryōan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon

We kept our explorations on Tuesday to the northwest area of Kyoto. The next temple we visited was about a 20-minute walk along a quiet commercial road to Ryōan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon. Ryōan-ji belongs to the Rinzai school and was founded in 1450.

This is home to the famous rock garden, the symbol of Kyoto, that draws tourists to contemplate the emptiness between the rocks. It’s an oblong of meticulously raked sand with a formal collection of 15 strategically placed rocks on little beds of moss, apparently afloat in this sea of sand, and hugged by an earthen wall. The creator of this garden left no explanation of this interesting but austere arrangement.  Apparently it causes photographers fits because it is impossible to capture the entire garden with all 15 rocks in one photograph. Apparently no matter where you sit, you can see only 14 rocks at one time. There are no trees or plants, just moss and white stones and beautiful trees behind the surrounding wall.

This simple and remarkable garden measures only 25m from east to west and 10m from south to north. The rock garden is said to have been created at the end of the Muromachi Period (around 1500) by a highly respected Zen monk, Tokuho Zenketsu.

Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Mike at Ryoan-ji
Mike at Ryoan-ji
me at Ryoan-ji
me at Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji

We sat for a while admiring the beauty and mystery of this place, then wandered around the veranda of Ryōan-ji Temple, admiring the lovely paintings in the tatami-matted tea rooms. I loved walking barefoot on the smooth & cool wood floors in the shade cast by the surrounding garden.

Originally a country house of the Tokudaiji Clan, it was acquired in 1450 by Hosokawa Katsumoto for use as a Zen training temple. It was destroyed by fire during the Ōnin War (a civil war that lasted from 1467 to 1477) and was rebuilt in 1499. It was registered as a World Heritage Site in 1994.

Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
me on the verandah at Ryoan-ji
me on the verandah at Ryoan-ji
Mike at Ryoan-ji
Mike at Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
me at Ryoan-ji
me at Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
tall skinny trees at Ryoan-ji
tall skinny trees at Ryoan-ji
me at Ryoan-ji
me at Ryoan-ji
convoluted roots at Ryoan-ji
convoluted roots at Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Ryoan-ji
Mike at Ryoan-ji
Mike at Ryoan-ji

The Randen Railway Kitano line & Arashiyama

For our final stop of the day, we ventured to Arashiyama in the northwest suburbs of Kyoto. By the way, all the sights to see in Kyoto are spread out all over the city and the public transport system is not as far-reaching as that in Tokyo. A lot of walking is involved. Or buses.

We headed off on a quest to find the Randen Railway Kitano line at Ryoanji Station. It’s an electric railway that connects the center of Kyoto with the western suburb of Arashiyama, and it must be the cutest little train I’ve ever seen. It’s one of many things that tickles me about Japan. It’s painted a cheery purple color and consists of only one car, driven by a pressed and uniformed driver with a little conductor hat and white gloves. It made a clanging noise as it rumbled along the tracks and dropped us eventually in the suburb of Arashiyama.

walk to Ryoanji Station
walk to Ryoanji Station
walk to Ryoanji Station
walk to Ryoanji Station
walk to Ryoanji Station
walk to Ryoanji Station
Randen Railway Kitano line
Randen Railway Kitano line
conductor on the Randen Railway
conductor on the Randen Railway
me on the Randen Railway Kitano Line
me on the Randen Railway Kitano Line
Mike on the Randen Railway Kitano Line
Mike on the Randen Railway Kitano Line
me getting off the Randen Railway Kitano Line with the conductor getting off behind me
me getting off the Randen Railway Kitano Line with the conductor getting off behind me
me with a colorful "bamboo forest"
me with a colorful “bamboo forest”

When we arrived in Arashiyama, we walked down the cute yet touristy main street where we found a cozy little restaurant. There we enjoyed some vegetarian udon noodles.

lunch spot in Arashiyama
lunch spot in Arashiyama
plastic food display at our lunch spot
plastic food display at our lunch spot
another Japanese fashionista
another Japanese fashionista
vegetarian udon noodles
vegetarian udon noodles
Mike eating lunch
Mike eating lunch

We walked to the Togetsukyo Bridge over the Oi River and found some young ladies decked out in their kimono who were all too happy to pose for a photo.

The Togetsukyo Bridge is in itself a big tourist attraction in Arashiyama, and a symbol of the area’s beauty. Despite being made of concrete, the wooden balustrade fits in with the surrounding natural landscape. The Togetsukyo Bridge was designed to be in harmony with the nature of Arashiyama.

young Japanese ladies on the Togetsukyo Bridge
young Japanese ladies on the Togetsukyo Bridge
view from the Togetsukyo Bridge
view from the Togetsukyo Bridge

We strolled down the tourist street looking at the adorable displays of tiny things that seem to be sold everywhere but have no discernible purpose. I call them little what-nots and they are found everywhere in Japan.

what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama
what-nots on the streets of Arashiyama

I also bought a rather fancy fan and a stand, which I brought back to put on display in my house. The two items cost about $37, still cheaper than most fans in that shop!

fan shop in Arashiyama
fan shop in Arashiyama
fan shop in Arashiyama
fan shop in Arashiyama
fan shop in Arashiyama
fan shop in Arashiyama
Arashiyama
Arashiyama
Arashiyama
Arashiyama

The Bamboo Forest in Arashiyama

Finally, we went off to find the Bamboo Forest.  All of this was basically the same route I took in 2011 when I was here in Kyoto for the Lunar New Year.

We took a long stroll, with hundreds of other people, through the Arashiyama Bamboo Grove, a natural bamboo forest consisting mostly of mōsō bamboo (Phyllostachys edulis); it has several pathways for tourists and visitors. The Ministry of the Environment considers it a part of the soundscape of Japan.

We stopped in at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine. Imperial princesses who served at Ise Shrine first resided here to purify themselves. Today the shrine is dedicated to the main deity, the Sun Goddess, and to the deity of fire. For generations, emperors sent unmarried daughters to serve at Ise Shrine, where they were known as Saigu. A princess who was set up as a Saigu first spent at least one year undergoing purification within the Imperial Palace, before moving to Nonomiya-jinja. After three years of purification here, she was then taken in a procession to Ise.

Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
me at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
me at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
moss garden at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
moss garden at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
ema at Nonomiya-jinja Shrine
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Mike at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Mike at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
me at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
me at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
crowds at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
crowds at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
me at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
me at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Japanese folks at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Japanese folks at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Japanese folks at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Japanese folks at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
crowds at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
crowds at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove

Tenryū-ji

We continued to stroll through the bamboo forest at Arashiyama until we reached Tenryū-ji, the head temple of the Tenryū-ji branch of the Rinzai sect of Zen Buddhism. The temple was founded by Ashikaga Takauji in 1339, primarily to venerate Gautama Buddha. Construction was completed in 1345. As a temple related to both the Ashikaga family and Emperor Go-Daigo, the temple is held in high esteem, and is ranked number one among Kyoto’s so-called Five Mountains. In 1994, it was registered as a UNESCO World Heritage Site, as part of the “Historic Monuments of Ancient Kyoto.”

The temple’s main 14th century Zen garden, with its backdrop of the Arashiyama mountains, is an example of shakkei (borrowed scenery).

The last picture shows a very tired, sweaty, and wild-haired me on the train on the way back from Arashiyama.

grounds of Tenryū-ji
grounds of Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
pond at Tenryū-ji
pond at Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
Tenryū-ji
lotus pond at Tenryū-ji
lotus pond at Tenryū-ji
lotus pond at Tenryū-ji
lotus pond at Tenryū-ji
a hot & sweaty me on the train back to Kyoto Station
a hot & sweaty me on the train back to Kyoto Station

Back to our Kyoto neighborhood

Tuesday night, after our day exploring all over northwest Kyoto and walking over 7 3/4 miles, we went out to eat in our neighborhood. Our hotel is a 3-minute walk from the sprawling Kyoto Station yet is in a mostly quiet residential neighborhood. Mike found an okonomiyaki restaurant, Nishiyama, just a block from our hotel on a quiet street. Okonomiyaki is like a Japanese pancake or pizza. The food was delicious. Mike got okonomiyaki with squid and I got Negiyaki (Ordinary Okonomiyaki sauce or soy sauce), a type of okonomiyaki cooked with lots of green onion (with no squid or pork). I had plum wine with soda and Mike had plum wine straight. The asparagus appetizer was also delectable.

Nishiyama
Nishiyama
Mike with plum wine at Nishiyama
Mike with plum wine at Nishiyama
asparagus appetizer (YUM!!)
asparagus appetizer (YUM!!)
asparagus appetizer
asparagus appetizer
Mike at Nishiyama with his Okonomiyaki with squid
Mike at Nishiyama with his Okonomiyaki with squid
me at Nishiyama
me at Nishiyama
Negiyaki (Ordinary Okonomiyaki sauce or Soy sauce), a type of Okonomiyaki cooked with lots of green onion (with no squid or pork)
Negiyaki (Ordinary Okonomiyaki sauce or Soy sauce), a type of Okonomiyaki cooked with lots of green onion (with no squid or pork)

We wandered around  the neighborhood on a very pleasant evening (finally it was cooling off a bit at night) and enjoyed seeing the lantern-lit buildings promising cozy happenings inside.

Some of the pictures show us around our hotel and in front of the men and women’s public baths.

our Kyoto neighborhood
our Kyoto neighborhood
our Kyoto neighborhood
our Kyoto neighborhood
our Kyoto neighborhood
our Kyoto neighborhood
Mike at Sakura Terrace The Gallery reception area
Mike at Sakura Terrace The Gallery reception area
me in front of the women's public bath
me in front of the women’s public bath
Mike in front of the men's public bath
Mike in front of the men’s public bath

Steps: 18,226; Miles: 7.72. Weather: Hi 90°, Lo 64°. Sunny.

The infinite torii gates at Fushimi Inari Shrine

Wednesday, October 2: On Wednesday morning in Kyoto, on the hottest day of our stay here (90° F), we decided to visit Fushimi Inari Shrine (伏見稲荷大社, Fushimi Inari Taisha), an important Shinto shrine in southeast Kyoto. It is famous for its thousands of vermilion torii gates, which straddle a network of trails behind its main buildings. The trails lead into the wooded forest of the sacred Mount Inari, which stands at 233 meters and belongs to the shrine grounds. The pathway wanders 4km up the mountain and is dotted with dozens of atmospheric sub-shrines.

Fushimi Inari is the most important of some 40,000 shrines all through Japan dedicated to Inari, the Shinto god of rice, as well as to the god of sake. It was dedicated by the Hata family in the 8th century. As the role of agriculture diminished, deities were called upon to ensure prosperity in business. Foxes are thought to be Inari’s messengers, resulting in many fox statues across the shrine grounds. The stone foxes are often referred to as Inari. The key often found in the fox’s mouth is for the rice granary. Fushimi Inari Shrine has ancient origins, predating the capital’s move to Kyoto in 794.

I came to this shrine during the Lunar New Year in 2011 when I worked in Korea. I had ridden a bicycle lent by the hostel and had to catch a flight back to Korea that afternoon. Little did I know how much of this shrine I missed that time. Mike and I spent two solid hours climbing to the top. It was hot and there were hundreds of people, although the numbers thinned out near the top. On the way down I had a problem with my left ankle and that made for slow going.

These are truly INFINITE torii gates at Fushimi Inari Taisha. Honestly, they never seemed to end! And I thought I had visited this shrine in 2011 and had seen most of it. I was nowhere close to seeing the entire thing!

Mike on the train to Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike on the train to Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
view over Kyoto from Fushimi Inari Taisha
view over Kyoto from Fushimi Inari Taisha
map of Fushimi Inari Taisha
map of Fushimi Inari Taisha
me mimicking the Japanase at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me mimicking the Japanase at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike doing a Japanese pose at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike doing a Japanese pose at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
me at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha
Mike at Fushimi Inari Taisha

Just before we left Fushimi Inari Taisha, I found some colorful origami strands that reminded me of Hiroshima when I was there in August of 2017.

Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha
Fushimi Inari Taisha

A dead-end attempt to reach Ohara

Mike and I took a train to try to find a bus to Ohara, a rural area highly recommended by my friend Graham. Sadly we waited and waited for a bus to come in Miyakehachiman, and when two of them came (#17 & #19) they were so packed it was impossible to get onboard.

trying to reach Ohara on several trains
trying to reach Ohara on several trains
trying to reach Ohara on several trains
trying to reach Ohara on several trains
Miyakehachiman
Miyakehachiman
me at the train station in Miyakehachiman
me at the train station in Miyakehachiman
train back into Kyoto
train back into Kyoto

München & Nishiki Market

We decided to give up on going to Ohara and headed instead to Nishiki Market. By this time we were hungry and hot and wanted desperately to sit down and cool off. We stopped at the first restaurant we could find, München. Mike had a hamburger set meal and I had creamy crab croquettes and fried prawns. The meal wasn’t great and we realized later that we should have waited to try the staggering variety of food at Nishiki Market.

Mike at München
Mike at München
our lunch at München
our lunch at München

After lunch, we wandered through Nishiki Market. What a mouthwatering feast for the eyes! We were so disappointed we had just eaten and vowed to return another day.

Mike & I sampled some sake before leaving the market and slowly made our way back to our hotel. We passed a huge bicycle parking lot on the way.

Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Mike at Nishiki Market
Mike at Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Mike at Nishiki Market
Mike at Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Sake at Nishiki Market
Sake at Nishiki Market
Mike samples sake at Nishiki Market
Mike samples sake at Nishiki Market
me trying sake at Nishiki Market
me trying sake at Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
bicycle parking garage
bicycle parking garage

We somehow got lost in Kyoto Station and it took us a long time to find our way out. We were exhausted from climbing to the top of Mt. Inari through the infinite torii gates and attempting our botched trip to Ohara, so we went back to the hotel, got some convenience store food and got comfy in our hotel room. We went down to the lobby later for our free welcome drink, which was offered every night of our stay. I usually had a refreshing gin and tonic.

Steps: 18,287; Miles 7.74. Weather Hi 87°, Lo 64°. Some thunderstorms.

A rainy day along The Path of Philosophy (Tetsugaku-no-Michi)

Thursday, October 3: Thursday morning in Kyoto, we woke to a steady rain and the forecast kept promising sunshine within the next hour. Each hour the forecast changed to more rain and so it continued throughout the entire day. Of course we couldn’t let rain stop us on vacation, so we took a train and a bus to northern Higashiyama to walk The Path of Philosophy along a canal that lies at the foot of the eastern mountains.

We found another Japanese fashion statement on the train and then stopped for coffee at the cafe “& bull.” Then we strolled north on the path, keeping our umbrellas open overhead. I should have remembered when I had walked this path before, I had started at Ginkaku-ji, but we accidentally started in the middle and had to walk north to the temple, then backtrack south to walk the rest of the path.

The Philosopher’s Walk (哲学の道, Tetsugaku-no-michi) is a pedestrian path that follows a cherry-tree-lined canal in Kyoto between Ginkaku-ji and Nanzen-ji. First opened in 1890 and extended again in 1912, the path follows the course of a shallow irrigation channel bringing water from the Lake Biwa Canal. In spring and fall it is especially colorful, but on this rainy day, everything was green.

a schoolgirl on the train
a schoolgirl on the train
& bull coffee shop
& bull coffee shop
& bull coffee shop
& bull coffee shop
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk
maple tree on The Philosopher's Walk
maple tree on The Philosopher’s Walk
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk
little pink car
little pink car
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk
The Philosopher's Walk
The Philosopher’s Walk

Ginkaku-ji

At the northern end of The Philosopher’s Path is Ginkaku-ji (銀閣寺, Silver Pavilion), a Zen temple along Kyoto’s eastern mountains (Higashiyama). In 1482, shogun Ashikaga Yoshimasa built his retirement villa on the grounds of today’s temple, modeled after Kinkaku-ji (Golden Pavilion), his grandfather’s retirement villa at the base of Kyoto’s northern mountains (Kitayama). He desired a place to retreat from the turmoil of civil war. The villa was converted into a Zen temple after Yoshimasa’s death in 1490.

Today, Ginkakuji consists of the Silver Pavilion, which is not silver. Apparently, the shogun’s ambition to cover the building with silver was never realized. The temple complex includes half a dozen other temple buildings, a beautiful moss garden and a unique dry sand garden. It is enjoyed by walking along a circular route around its grounds, from which the gardens and buildings can be viewed.

Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji

The expansive, meticulously maintained dry sand garden, known as the “Sea of Silver Sand,” has a massive sand cone named “Moon Viewing Platform.” It is said to be symbolic of a mountain and lake. Beside the garden stands the Hondo (main hall), which displays paintings on its sliding doors (fusuma) but cannot be entered.

Sea of Silver Sand at Ginkakuji
Sea of Silver Sand at Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Sea of Silver Sand at Ginkakuji
Sea of Silver Sand at Ginkakuji
Sea of Silver Sand at Ginkakuji
Sea of Silver Sand at Ginkakuji

Despite its name, the Silver Pavilion was never covered in silver. Instead, it is believed that the name arose as a nickname more than a century after the building’s construction to contrast it with the Golden Pavilion. Alternatively, it is explained that moonlight reflecting on the building’s dark exterior (which used to be covered in black lacquer) gave it a silvery appearance.

The pavilion is one of only two buildings on the grounds of Ginkaku-ji which have survived intact the many fires and earthquakes of the past centuries, although it has been undergoing periodical renovation to keep it well preserved.

Ginkakuji’s moss garden features ponds with islands and bridges, little streams and various plants. The path climbs a hill behind the buildings from where there are nice views of the entire temple grounds and the city beyond. For us, the moss garden was the highlight of Ginkaku-ji. The trees also gave us some cover from the steady rain.

Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
moss garden at Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
me in the rain at Ginkakuji
me in the rain at Ginkakuji
Mike at Ginkakuji
Mike at Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
Ginkakuji
fish cooking on the road back to The Philosopher's Walk
fish cooking on the road back to The Philosopher’s Walk

Back to the Philosopher’s Path

After leaving Ginkaku-ji, we backtracked south along the the Philosopher’s Path, passing by the “& bull” coffee shop where we’d stopped earlier. We also returned to a shop where I’d fallen in love with a bag made from old kimono fabric. I of course bought the bag as a special treat for myself for my birthday month. The shopkeepers got a big hoot out of the T-shirts we were wearing. Both were gifts from my friend Graham’s wife Ako. Mine translates to something like “person of leisure” or “free time” (does it mean lazy?). Mike’s they found super hilarious and couldn’t stop laughing at it. Apparently it translates to something like “self-satisfied or spoiled” or “tough on others, lenient on oneself.” Anyway, we entertained them for quite some time with those t-shirts!

"Tough on others, lenient on oneself"
“Tough on others, lenient on oneself”
My t-shirt: "person of leisure"
My t-shirt: “person of leisure”

We continued south along the Philosopher’s Path. The route is so-named because two 20th-century Japanese philosophers and Kyoto University professors, Nishida Kitaro and Hajime Tanabe, are thought to have used it for daily exercise. I imagine the two strolling along under the cherry blossoms musing about life’s big questions.

Mike on The Philosopher's Path
Mike on The Philosopher’s Path
me on The Philosopher's Path
me on The Philosopher’s Path
pretty Japanese young women on The Philosopher's Path
pretty Japanese young women on The Philosopher’s Path
The Philosopher's Path
The Philosopher’s Path
The Philosopher's Path
The Philosopher’s Path
The Philosopher's Path
The Philosopher’s Path
maples on The Philosopher's Path
maples on The Philosopher’s Path
a pretty house along The Philosopher's Path
a pretty house along The Philosopher’s Path

Return to Nishiki Market

After our rainy walk along The Philosophers Path, we headed back to the wild Nishiki Market. It was packed with people but it was covered so a good way to stay dry on our last rainy day in Kyoto. Mike wanted to sample some Waygu beef, I wanted to sample grilled shrimp, and we both wanted to sample grilled eel and more sake. The market was pure delicious madness!

Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
the waygu cook at Nishiki Market
the waygu cook at Nishiki Market
Mike eats waygu at Nishiki Market
Mike eats waygu at Nishiki Market
the waygu place at Nishiki Market
the waygu place at Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
the grilled shrimp guy at Nishiki Market
the grilled shrimp guy at Nishiki Market
grilled shrimp at Nishiki Market
grilled shrimp at Nishiki Market
me with my grilled shrimp at Nishiki Market
me with my grilled shrimp at Nishiki Market
grilled eel at Nishiki Market
grilled eel at Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
grilled eel at Nishiki Market
grilled eel at Nishiki Market
sake at Nishiki Market
sake at Nishiki Market
I drink sake & snack on gyoza at Nishiki Market
I drink sake & snack on gyoza at Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
food court at Nishiki Market
food court at Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market

Our Kyoto neighborhood

Our last dinner in Kyoto was back at the restaurant where we ate our 2nd night, to eat okonomiyaki (お好み焼き), the savory pancake made with loads of shredded cabbage then pan fried with egg, sliced meat and katsuobushi (dried bonito flakes) on top. It is cooked on a grill right at the table. It was finished off with a drizzle of sweet Worcestershire sauce and mayonnaise.

We returned to our hotel for our last complimentary drink by a fire pit and prepared ourselves to move Friday morning to Tokushima on the island of Shikoku.

asparagus at the Okonomiyaki restaurant
asparagus at the Okonomiyaki restaurant
me with my plum wine & seltzer
me with my plum wine & seltzer
Mike at Okonomiyaki
Mike at Okonomiyaki
Okonomiyaki
Okonomiyaki
enjoying our complimentary drinks at the hotel
enjoying our complimentary drinks at the hotel

Steps: 13,368; Miles 5.66. Weather Hi 87°, Lo 66°. Rainy.

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twenty twenty-four: family & friends in central america & colombia, a new grandson, return to japan (x3) & excursions to bali & atlanta

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 December 31, 2024

Twenty twenty-four was: A year of beginning to read the book 1968: The Year that Rocked the World, where in the first chapter it was mentioned that in 1968, New Year’s Day was a Monday and the year was to be a Leap Year, both of which were true also for 2024. A year of visiting my old friend Mario (from Oman) in El Salvador, then venturing to Nicaragua to visit Adam and his new family: Maria, Cristy, Andrea and Mia. A year of exploring Colombia: Bogotá, Medellín, Guatape, and Cartegena. A year of welcoming another grandchild to the fold, Adam’s Michael Christopher on May 15. A year of meeting my eldest daughter Sarah for a long birthday and Mother’s Day weekend. A year of a June trip to Atlanta to visit my son Alex and his family Jandira and Allie. A year of concerts at Wolf Trap: Wilco, Indian singer Shreya Ghoshal and Mexican singer Julieta Venegas.  A year of traveling to Bali, Indonesia and Japan with Mike. A year of spending Christmas in Atlanta with the family. An election year in the U.S. in which the former president, who has been indicted for multiple crimes and convicted of 34 felonies, ran again, promising to go after his enemies and become a dictator if he were elected again. A year when President Biden dropped out of the presidential race after a horrible debate performance against Trump and endorsed Kamala Harris. A year where Harris picked Tim Walz of Minnesota to be her running mate. A year of hope ultimately defeated by gloom when Trump won the presidential election. A leap year with a 7.5 magnitude earthquake in Ishikawa prefecture on the main island of Honshu in Japan, in which 238 people were killed and over a thousand injured or missing. A year in which a Japan Airlines flight in Tokyo caught fire on the runway after colliding with a Japanese Coast Guard plane; miraculously all 367 passengers and 12 crew were safely evacuated, although 5 in the Coast Guard plane were killed. A year of Israel’s horrifying and disproportionate retribution on Gaza (where over 45,000 Palestinians have been killed, with over 70% being women and children); the continuing raging of war in Ukraine; a year where mass shootings (defined as shootings in which 4 or more people were killed) in the U.S. (488) outnumbered days in the year. A year in which Jimmy Carter, 39th president of the U.S. and a great humanitarian, passed away, leaving the world a better place, unlike that of our incoming president.   A year in which the Merriam-Webster word of the year was polarization. A year in which the Oxford word of the year was “brain rot“: the supposed deterioration of a person’s mental or intellectual state, esp. viewed as the result of overconsumption of material (now particularly online content) considered to be trivial or unchallenging. A year when the TIME Person of the Year was, disgustingly, Donald Trump (Hitler was Time‘s Person of the Year in 1938, so no surprise there). A year of favorite movies: Driving Madeleine, The Teacher’s Lounge, Perfect Days, Touch, and Lee. A year of reading 52/52 books for the year (My Year in Books 2024); these were my top ten books for 2024.

In January, I: Was saddened by black & white photos of the Great Depression and the Dust Bowl, portraits by “Dorothea Lange: Seeing People” at the National Gallery of Art; the faces seemed to peer out from the pages of Kristin Hannah’s book, The Four Winds: a dirt-covered woman breastfeeding her starving baby; a desperate woman in a field; a group of poor black men sitting on the dilapidated front porch of a general store plastered with Coca-Cola and cigarette signs; Japanese children being sent to internment camps during WWII. Enjoyed another exhibit, “The Land Carries Our Ancestors” in which Native artists from the American West expressed their diversity and deep reverence for the land. Explored “Many Wests: Artists Shape an American Idea” at SAAM, the Smithsonian American Art Museum, where we were immersed in memories of our fabulous trip to west Texas and New Mexico in October of 2023. Was thrilled that Alex got a permanent job; he and Jandira are moving to an apartment closer to their jobs in April. Escaped snow, sub-freezing temperatures and rain by sitting in warm movie theaters and watching The Boys in the Boat, Maestro, Driving Madeleine, and The Holdovers. Ate bibimbap, beef bulgogi, oyster salad and Tex-Mex egg rolls at various restaurants; enjoyed laughs over steaming bowls of Ramen with our friends Karen and Michael. Devoured scrumptious meatballs, dumplings and lamb shanks at Mazadar, a restaurant that specializes in foods from seven countries, including Turkey, Green & Afghanistan. Crunched over snowy paths in our neighborhood and on the Cross County Trail. Booked our flights to El Salvador, Nicaragua and Colombia for March. Kept super busy scanning family photos and sharing the albums with the family on Google Photos, as well as divvying up the photos among our adult children. Read 4/52 books, my favorites being At the End of the Matinee by Keiichiro Hirano and My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante. Finished watching all 83 episodes of Workin’ Moms and Lessons in Chemistry.

  • the january cocktail hour: museum exhibits on the american west, snow days, dining out & movies

"Dorothea Lange: Seeing People" at the National Gallery of Art
“Dorothea Lange: Seeing People” at the National Gallery of Art
"Dorothea Lange: Seeing People" at the National Gallery of Art
“Dorothea Lange: Seeing People” at the National Gallery of Art
"The Land Carries Our Ancestors" at the National Gallery of Art
“The Land Carries Our Ancestors” at the National Gallery of Art
"The Land Carries Our Ancestors" at the National Gallery of Art
“The Land Carries Our Ancestors” at the National Gallery of Art
"The Land Carries Our Ancestors" at the National Gallery of Art
“The Land Carries Our Ancestors” at the National Gallery of Art
"The Land Carries Our Ancestors" at the National Gallery of Art
“The Land Carries Our Ancestors” at the National Gallery of Art
"Many Wests: Artists Shape an American Idea" at SAAM
“Many Wests: Artists Shape an American Idea” at SAAM
me in the courtyard at SAAM
me in the courtyard at SAAM
Mike and me at Artie's
Mike and me at Artie’s
all of us at Jinya Ramen Bar
all of us at Jinya Ramen Bar
Second snow January 21
Second snow January 21
Second snow January 21
Second snow January 21
Second snow January 21
Second snow January 21
Second snow January 21
Second snow January 21
me at Mazadar
me at Mazadar

In February, I: Continued my photo scanning obsession, making digital albums to share with my grown children and divvying up the actual photos between them. Walked along the C&O Canal in Maryland and enjoyed seeing the churning waters of the Potomac River at Great Falls. Ate paneer butter masala at Woodlands, stir-fried shrimp with broccoli at Nanjing Bistro, and flatbreads at Season’s 52. Celebrated Valentine’s Day with sushi, sake and Sapporo at Ariake. Celebrated Mike’s 70th birthday by visiting The Phillips Collection and eating contemporary Mexican tacos at Amparo Fondita in D.C. Gobbled up the Mantu entrée (homemade dumplings filled with minced beef, cabbage and onion, topped with yogurt and mint) at Mazadar, while Mike had Machicha Palow (lamb shank), in another birthday celebration with his sister Barbara. Was saddened by our neighbor Adele’s passing, and went to her funeral on leap day. Read 5/52 books, my favorites being An Artist of the Floating World by Kazuo Ishiguro and The Sound of Things Falling by Juan Gabriel Vásquez, bringing my total to 9/52. Watched the intense German movie, The Teacher’s Lounge, and The Monk and the Gun, which was set in Bhutan. Finally finished watching the last of 208 episodes of How I Met Your Mother (2005-2014) and the final episodes of The Crown (2016-2023).

  • the february cocktail hour: good eats, movies, & someone turned 70 (not me!)

Great Falls, Maryland side
Great Falls, Maryland side
Great Falls, Maryland side
Great Falls, Maryland side
Great Falls, Maryland side
Great Falls, Maryland side
me at Woodlands
me at Woodlands
Mike at Seasons 52
Mike at Seasons 52
me at Seasons 52
me at Seasons 52
Mike at the Phillips Collection
Mike at the Phillips Collection
Ponte della Paglia by Maurice Prendergast
Ponte della Paglia by Maurice Prendergast
Girlhood by Theresa Bernstein
Girlhood by Theresa Bernstein
Ginger Pot with Pomegranate and Pears by Paul Cezanne
Ginger Pot with Pomegranate and Pears by Paul Cezanne
Interior with Egyptian Curtain by Henri Matisse
Interior with Egyptian Curtain by Henri Matisse
Courmayeur et les Dents des Géants by Oskar Kokoschka
Courmayeur et les Dents des Géants by Oskar Kokoschka
me at Amparo Fondita
me at Amparo Fondita
tacos at Amparo Fondita
tacos at Amparo Fondita
Mike and his Tres Leches cake
Mike and his Tres Leches cake
Mike at Mazadar
Mike at Mazadar

In March, I: Watched the fabulous Japanese movie, Perfect Days, which solidified my yearning to visit Japan again; we hoped to do so in September-October. Met Darina at Washington Dulles International Airport (where she flew in to join a 3-week program of visiting schools that teach ESL in the U.S.), brought her home, drank Mike-prepared Hugos, and ate delicious chicken tortilla soup (also prepared by Mike). Drove Darina to the Washington Hilton, where she would begin her program. Met my friend Leah at Joe’s Seafood, where we drank Prosecco, ate lunch, and talked about travels, her work, and politics. Took off for my trip to El Salvador, Nicaragua and Colombia. |*El Salvador*| Climbed with my dear friend Mario to the mirador of San Salvador Volcano. Visited the Centro Historicó of San Salvador and had lunch at the Cuban Cha Cha Cha. Visited Mario’s hometown of Tejutepeque, chatted and drank wine until the wee hours, visited Cinquera and Suchitoto and enjoyed lunch and views over Suchitlán Lake. Continued the long and interesting conversations with Mario that we left off 10+ years ago. Visited La Puerta del Diablo and ate the “best” pupusas at Los Boomwalos, where we enjoyed sweeping views of the capital city. Wandered around the Mayan ruins at Cihuatán and Joya de Cerén. Spent my last day with Mario at Playa Costa del Sol and then prepared for my long day of travel to Ometepe Island in Nicaragua. |*Nicaragua*| Spent a whole day traveling to Ometepe, where, in the evening, we finally met Adam’s new wife, Maria, and her three girls, Cristy (12), Andrea (10) and Mia (7), for dinner at Totoco Ecolodge.  Was surprised to find they will be having a boy and naming him “Michael Christoper.” Spent an afternoon at the pool with Andrea and Mia, watched a folkloric dance performance by the girls, and ate pizza together. Swam and splashed with the family at Ojo de Agua, drank Coco Locos, went clothes shopping, visited Moyogalpa and watched a sunset at Punta de Jesús María. Ate Maria’s beef stew the family sells on Wednesdays and helped Adam run some errands. Took off for Managua where we would catch an early flight to El Salvador and onward to Bogotá on Friday, the 22nd. |*Bogotá, Colombia*| Stayed in the Usaquén neighborhood north of Bogotá where we explored the charming Usaquén Park, surrounded by restaurants, a craft market and a shopping mall. Enjoyed the large exaggerated paintings and sculptures of Fernando Botero Angulo at the Botero Museum in Candelaria. Visited the Church of Nuestra Señora de la Candelaria and then the crowded and vendor- and pigeon-filled Plaza de Bolivar after having a soupy lunch at Balcones de la Candelaria. Bought some raw emeralds in a shop at Casa Colonial, after having artistic coffees. Ate a Tiger Roll at Osaki after perusing the markets at Usaquén Park. Ditched the Bogota Bike Tour about halfway through due to huge crowds, too much yapping by the guide, difficult maneuvering, and finding ourselves in the midst of a huge tent city. Was charmed by the colorful murals at The Plazoleta del Chorro de Quevedo & then ate a delicious but heavy lunch at TBone. Fought the crowds of Semana Santa (Holy Week) at the Museo del Oro, which contains the largest collection of gold artifacts in the world. Stood in a long line to get up the teleférico to Monserrate, where we fought more crowds at the top and enjoyed expansive views of the capital city. Enjoyed pizza for lunch at Oliveto in Usaquén and then got pampered with hour-long deep tissue massages; after, we soaked in the hot tub at our hotel, BioHotel Organic Suites. Got drenched in a rainstorm and warmed up with hot ramen at Wok in Usaquén. |* Medellín, Colombia*| Took a short afternoon flight to Medellín and had a fancy dinner at Niku in Provenza, which was too upscale for us. Went on the Real City Walking Tour with Julio, who told us about the history, growth, tragedy and “resurrection” of Medellín after Pablo Escobar and drug cartels wreaked havoc on the city in the 1980s and early 1990s. Admired more Botero sculptures and art at Botero Plaza and the Museo de Antioquia after having a typical lunch of Bandeja Paisa at Hacienda Junín. Did a “little” clothes shopping at Janethy Moda, a tienda de ropa (clothing store) I’ve been following for a couple of years on Instagram. |*Guatapé & El Peñol*| Went by hired driver (Belgian Peter) to Guatapé, about 2 hours east of Medellín, for an overnight visit. Wandered around the charming town with its zócalos (murals) that adorn the colorful buildings and the cute motochivas (like tuk-tuks in other countries but much cuter) and enjoyed an Indian lunch at Donde Sam. Swam, sunned and had beers at the swim-up bar at 1714 Hotel Boutique near Guatapé and then had dinner there later. Climbed the 708 steps of the monadnock of El Peñol on Good Friday for impressive views of the partially-drained lake of Guatapé. Returned to Guatapé to enjoy the town more, saw a Good Friday procession pass right by our table at Donde Sam, then went via another hired driver, Dino, back to Medellín. |* Medellín, Colombia*| Had dinner at La Mayoría Restaurante: Donde Bailan Los Caballos (where horses dance), enjoying the performances of the singers and dancing horses, and petting the horses and llamas. Visited the 1930s-era Museo el Castillo, where we had to take a 45-minute crowded house tour in Spanish and I had to put up with photo-hogs in front of scenic spots. Enjoyed tacos and another market at El Poblado Park, and then got lost in the 5-story Santa Fe Mall near our apartment in El Poblado. Had dinner at an organic food market, Saludpan, in Laureles, and chatted with some newlyweds from Netherlands at BBC Bodega 70, where we had drinks. Visited Comuna 13 on Easter morning, where we luckily got ahead of the crowds, and enjoyed the colorful murals in what was once one of the most dangerous cities in the world. Visited the Jardín Botánico de Medellín in an effort to find some peace and quiet. Enjoyed our final dinner at Alambique, with a vibe echoing the The White Lotus TV series, on Easter Sunday night, before leaving for Cartagena the next morning. Read 1/52 books, Heaven by Mieko Kawakami, bringing my total to 10/52.

  • a belated march cocktail hour: darina’s surprise visit & diving in to el salvador, nicaragua & colombia

Darina & me at my house
Darina & me at my house
me, Darina, Tatratea and chicken tortilla soup
me, Darina, Tatratea and chicken tortilla soup
me, Mike and Darina at the Washington Hilton
me, Mike and Darina at the Washington Hilton
Leah and me at Joe's Seafood in D.C.
Leah and me at Joe’s Seafood in D.C.
Mario at Ikatú on San Salvador Volcano
Mario at Ikatú on San Salvador Volcano
the caldera of San Salvador Volcano
the caldera of San Salvador Volcano
Plaza Libertad
Plaza Libertad
Mario's fantastic container gardens at his house in Tejutepeque
Mario’s fantastic container gardens at his house in Tejutepeque
Suchitoto
Suchitoto
view over Lake Suchitlan
view over Lake Suchitlan
me with Mario at La Puerta del Diablo
me with Mario at La Puerta del Diablo
pyramid at Cihuatán
pyramid at Cihuatán
view of San Salvador from Los Boomwalos
view of San Salvador from Los Boomwalos
me at Playa Costa del Sol
me at Playa Costa del Sol
L to R: Cristy, Andrea, Maria, Adam & Mia, me, Mike 2024
L to R: Cristy, Andrea, Maria, Adam & Mia, me, Mike 2024
Andrea and Mia in the pool at Totoco
Andrea and Mia in the pool at Totoco
Adam's house (this year he has a new front porch and an outdoor kitchen and bath that is still being constructed) 2024
Adam’s house (this year he has a new front porch and an outdoor kitchen and bath that is still being constructed) 2024
the girls perform a folkloric dance
the girls perform a folkloric dance
Ojo de Agua
Ojo de Agua
Ojo de Agua: Adam, me, Cristy & Andrea
Ojo de Agua: Adam, me, Cristy & Andrea
everyone at Punta de Jesús María
everyone at Punta de Jesús María
Mia with her shells at Punta de Jesús María
Mia with her shells at Punta de Jesús María
Andrea, Cristy and Mia, Adam and Maria at Punta de Jesús María
Andrea, Cristy and Mia, Adam and Maria at Punta de Jesús María
me with Mike at Punta de Jesús María
me with Mike at Punta de Jesús María
flying to San Salvador at sunrise
flying to San Salvador at sunrise
me in the Botero Museum
me in the Botero Museum
Mike in the courtyard
Mike in the courtyard
Botero painting
Botero painting
Botero painting
Botero painting
Botero painting
Botero painting
Iglesia de la Candelaria
Iglesia de la Candelaria
Plaza de Simón Bolivar
Plaza de Simón Bolivar
Plaza de Simón Bolivar
Plaza de Simón Bolivar
lazoleta del Chorro de Quevedo
lazoleta del Chorro de Quevedo
lazoleta del Chorro de Quevedo
lazoleta del Chorro de Quevedo
Museo del Oro
Museo del Oro
me at the Stations of the Cross at Monserrate
me at the Stations of the Cross at Monserrate
me, Julio and Mike after our tour
me, Julio and Mike after our tour
Iglesia de la Veracruz
Iglesia de la Veracruz
Botero Plaza in Medellin
Botero Plaza in Medellin
Botero Plaza
Botero Plaza
Botero Plaza
Botero Plaza
Rafael Uribe Uribe Palace of Culture
Rafael Uribe Uribe Palace of Culture
Museo de Antioquia
Museo de Antioquia
Museo de Antioquia
Museo de Antioquia
Dora Ramírez exhibit
Dora Ramírez exhibit
Guatapé
Guatapé
Guatapé
Guatapé
me in Guatapé
me in Guatapé
riding the motochiva
riding the motochiva
1714 Hotel Boutique
1714 Hotel Boutique
Guatapé
Guatapé
El Peñol
El Peñol
view from El Peñol
view from El Peñol
Guatapé on Good Friday
Guatapé on Good Friday
Mike in Guatapé
Mike in Guatapé
La Mayoría Restaurante
La Mayoría Restaurante
La Mayoría Restaurante
La Mayoría Restaurante
Museo El Castillo
Museo El Castillo
Mike and me at Museo El Castillo
Mike and me at Museo El Castillo
me at Comuna 13
me at Comuna 13
Mike at Comuna 13
Mike at Comuna 13
view over Comuna 13
view over Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Comuna 13
Alambique
Alambique
Alambique
Alambique

In April, I: Arrived in |*Cartagena, Colombia*| on April Fool’s Day. Stayed in the Casa Quero Hotel Boutique in the city’s Centro Histórico, a location that made it easy to explore all the sites and spend most afternoons in the rooftop pool, enjoying the afternoon breezes and the tepid but still refreshing water.. Took an hour-long boat ride to Isla Bela, where Mike and I lounged in the sun, swam in a clear blue cove, drank coco locos, ate a delicious fish lunch, and took a very choppy (& hilarious) ride back to Cartagena. Ventured aboard the hop-on hop-off bus, visited the fortress of Castillo San Felipe de Barajas, saw the skyscraper hotels of Bocagrande (known as “Little Miami”), and took photos with the palanqueras (women who originally sold fruit from baskets carried on their heads, but now pose for photos for tips). Experienced terrible stomach problems and didn’t want to venture far from the hotel so spent one day wandering around in an air-conditioned shopping mall and through some parts of our neighborhood. Finally felt well enough to explore the characterful outer walled town of Getsemaní, with its cute cafes, bars, fruit vendors, umbrellas, flags, and murals everywhere. Returned on the 7th to|*Home sweet home in Virginia*|. Enjoyed the cool spring weather after a hot and humid week in Cartagena. Experienced a bit of the solar eclipse, at 85% totality at 3:24 p.m. in northern Virginia on the 8th, and definitely saw the crescent of the sun as the moon moved across it. Glimpsed the crescent-shaped shadows under our Japanese maple, with the tiny gaps in the leaves acting like multiple pinhole cameras, projecting the sun’s image to the ground. Ate out at Artie’s and Burapa Thai. Went downtown to see Artomatic, a temporary art installation (closed April 28) that aimed “to strengthen the artistic community and build an audience for that community by bringing together artists to temporarily transform available space into a creative place.”  Only finished 4 books this month, bringing my total to 14/52. Am reading books set in Japan as I get in the mindset for our hoped-for trip in September-October to Bali, Indonesia and Japan. Finished A Dictionary of Mutual Understanding by Jackie Copleton (wonderful – about the aftermath of the Nagasaki bombing) and The Woman in the White Kimono by Ana Johns (about all the mixed-race babies born to Japanese women from American servicemen after WWII). Watched only two movies this month, La Chimera (okay but not great) and The Zone of Interest (which I hated with a passion for too many reasons to count). Finally finished up all seasons of Curb Your Enthusiasm  but felt a bit disappointed with the finale because it was too similar to the finale of Seinfeld. 

  • the april cocktail hour: a week in cartagena, colombia & springtime in virginia

Isla Bela
Isla Bela
me at Isla Bela
me at Isla Bela
Castillo San Felipe de Barajas
Castillo San Felipe de Barajas
view from Castillo San Felipe de Barajas
view from Castillo San Felipe de Barajas
palanqueras
palanqueras
Cartagena
Cartagena
me at our rooftop pool
me at our rooftop pool
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
palanqueras
palanqueras
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Getsemaní
Cartagena
Cartagena
Cartagena
Cartagena
us with our eclipse glasses
us with our eclipse glasses
the shadow box effect
the shadow box effect
cherry trees in Reston
cherry trees in Reston
Artomatic: Andreia Gliga "Romanian at Heart"
Artomatic: Andreia Gliga “Romanian at Heart”
Artomatic
Artomatic
Artomatic
Artomatic
Artomatic: Bobbi Kittner
Artomatic: Bobbi Kittner
Artomatic
Artomatic
Artomatic
Artomatic
Artomatic
Artomatic

In May, I: Continued rowing, walking and doing yoga. Got our Oriental carpet cleaned in our family room (finally!). Had to fire our housekeeper of 20 years because she was becoming undependable and uncommunicative. Hired a new housekeeping service. Started talking to a contractor about renovating our two upstairs bathrooms. Enjoyed Mexican food at Los Tios Grill in Del Ray and had lunch at Kalypso with my walking friend Poonam. Went to lots of doctor and dentist appointments. Spent a weekend in Richmond, where we rented an Airbnb and celebrated belatedly my daughter Sarah’s 40th birthday. Went on a “Sarah shopping spree” and took her out to eat at Midlothian Chef’s Kitchen. Visited the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts to see the Japanese woodblocks of Kawase Hasui (1883-1957), strolled through Carytown, and enjoyed lunch at Ginger Thai for Mother’s Day. Wished Adam and Maria a happy one-year anniversary on the 13th. Welcomed another new grandson into the world: little Michael Christopher Dutchak Hernandez was born on Wednesday morning, May 15, at 6:10 a.m. in Nicaragua. Started looking at cabinetry and fixtures for our bathroom and ate dinner at Ariake to reward ourselves for the drudgery of making decisions about bathroom accoutrements. Had a chat with Adam on the 18th; the new family is exhausted and a bit overwhelmed. Wished Alex and Jandira a happy one-year anniversary on the 18th. Went to see the Japanese movie Evil Does Not Exist at Cinema Arts; felt baffled and annoyed by the non-ending. Took a nasty fall on the mud-covered paved Glade Trail, where I came down hard on my back and tailbone, both of which hurt mightily for some time. Met Mike at bartaco for margaritas and appetizers. Enjoyed the “Bonnard’s Worlds” exhibit at The Phillips Collection and ate a lovely Indian dinner on the patio of Rasika. Sampled wines at Bleu Frog Vineyards with our friends Karen and Michael. Celebrated Trump’s conviction on 34 felony counts in his New York hush money trial, despite the fact he can still run for president and still become president as a convicted felon (What is wrong with this country in that a convicted felon is allowed to run for the highest office in the land??). Finished 5 books to bring my total to 19/52, my favorites being Strange Weather in Tokyo by Hiromi Kawakami and Mad Honey by Jodi Picoult and Jennifer Finney Boylan.

  • the may cocktail hour: a 40th birthday, a 5th new grandchild, “bonnard’s worlds,” & bleu frog vineyards

Sarah at Midlothian Chef's Kitchen
Sarah at Midlothian Chef’s Kitchen
Sarah and Mike at Midlothian Chef's Kitchen
Sarah and Mike at Midlothian Chef’s Kitchen
Sarah at the ice cream shop
Sarah at the ice cream shop
the little princess
the little princess
Sarah and me at Virginia Museum of Fine Arts (VMFA)
Sarah and me at Virginia Museum of Fine Arts (VMFA)
Sarah and me at VFMA
Sarah and me at VFMA
Mike and me at VMFA
Mike and me at VMFA
"View of Mount Unzen from Amakusa" Nov. 1937 Woodblock print by Kawase Hasui
“View of Mount Unzen from Amakusa” Nov. 1937 Woodblock print by Kawase Hasui
Sarah and me at the house we lived in when she was 2 years old at 106 Belmont
Sarah and me at the house we lived in when she was 2 years old at 106 Belmont
me on Cary Street
me on Cary Street
Michael Christopher Dutchak Hernandez
Michael Christopher Dutchak Hernandez
Michael Christopher Dutchak Hernandez
Michael Christopher Dutchak Hernandez
Michael Christopher Dutchak Hernandez
Michael Christopher Dutchak Hernandez
Mikey and Adam
Mikey and Adam
Mike at bartaco
Mike at bartaco
me after we had dinner at bartaco, on our screened porch
me after we had dinner at bartaco, on our screened porch
Mike in front of the Phillips
Mike in front of the Phillips
me in front of the Phillips Collection
me in front of the Phillips Collection
"Women with a Dog" 1891 by Pierre Bonnard
“Women with a Dog” 1891 by Pierre Bonnard
"Bouquet of Mimosas" 1945 by Pierre Bonnard
“Bouquet of Mimosas” 1945 by Pierre Bonnard
"Studio with Mimosa, Le Cannet" 1939/1946 by Pierre Bonnard
“Studio with Mimosa, Le Cannet” 1939/1946 by Pierre Bonnard
"The Palm" 1926 by Pierre Bonnard
“The Palm” 1926 by Pierre Bonnard
"Dining Room on the Garden" 1935 by Pierre Bonnard
“Dining Room on the Garden” 1935 by Pierre Bonnard
"Self-Portrait with Beard" c. 1920 by Pierre Bonnard
“Self-Portrait with Beard” c. 1920 by Pierre Bonnard
"Up Close with Paul Cezanne" at the Phillips Collection
“Up Close with Paul Cezanne” at the Phillips Collection
me in front of the Phillips Collection
me in front of the Phillips Collection
Rasika
Rasika
dinner at Rasika
dinner at Rasika
Michael & Karen, Mike and me at Bleu Frog Vineyards
Michael & Karen, Mike and me at Bleu Frog Vineyards
Mike and me at Bleu Frog Vineyards
Mike and me at Bleu Frog Vineyards
Karen and MIchael
Karen and MIchael
The best of news: He's convicted. The worst of news: He could still become president!
The best of news: He’s convicted. The worst of news: He could still become president!

In June, I: Ventured with Mike down to Atlanta to visit Alex and family, stopping in Greenville, South Carolina along the way. Spent time babysitting Allie, playing games with the family, having dinners in and out, walking on the Beltline, eating some good Southern cooking, exploring Ponce City Market, going to the pool, exploring the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library & Museum, and strolling around the Atlanta Botanical Garden, where we enjoyed “Alice’s Wonderland Returns.” Visited my brother Robbie in Columbus, GA, and ate a Vietnamese lunch with him. Voted for Gerry Connolly in the Democratic Primary. Continued with yoga, walking and rowing. Celebrated Father’s Day by taking Mike to Nue Vietnamese on Saturday and then having a cookout with Mike’s sister on Sunday. Was happy that Mike was able to help Adam to fly back to the U.S. from Nicaragua for the first time in four years; he got offered a chance to do a job getting signatures on various petitions and wanted to raise some money for the family in Nicaragua. Went out to eat at Ginger Thai and then listened to Wilco at Wolf Trap Center for the Performing Arts. Ate Indian again at Bollywood Bistro and then went to see Treasure at Cinema Arts Theatre. Managed to complete 250KM of rowing at RowHouse, a milestone for me. Felt devastated by Biden’s performance at the debate with Trump and lost all hope for this country. Blamed the media for focusing on Biden’s age rather than Trump’s barrage of lies. Went out for Nepali food at Royal Nepal Bistro and then back to Wolf Trap to see Shreya Ghoshal – All Hearts Tour; Ghoshal is one of Bollywood’s music megastars with a repertoire of over 3,000 songs in 300 films. Enjoyed watching Thelma at Cinema Arts. Binge watched Okkupert (Occupied), which was due to be taken off of Netflix by June 29. Read 7 books this month, bringing my total up to 26/52, with my favorites being The Paradise Guest House by Ellen Sussman, All the Lovers in the Night by Mieko Kawakami, and The Way of the 88 Temples: Journeys on the Shikoku Pilgrimage by Robert C. Sibley.

  • the june cocktail hour: a week-long visit to atlanta, concerts & summer yummers

Falls Park on the Reedy in Greenville, SC
Falls Park on the Reedy in Greenville, SC
Mike does what he loves best - riding a bike in Greenville
Mike does what he loves best – riding a bike in Greenville
Mike in Greenville, SC
Mike in Greenville, SC
Meeting 8-month-old Allie
Meeting 8-month-old Allie
Mike reads Allie a book
Mike reads Allie a book
the sleeping Allie
the sleeping Allie
Jandira and me at Azotea Cantina
Jandira and me at Azotea Cantina
Mike and Alex at Azotea Cantina
Mike and Alex at Azotea Cantina
Jandira, Alex, me and Allie at Atlantic Station
Jandira, Alex, me and Allie at Atlantic Station
Allie, Alex and Jandira
Allie, Alex and Jandira
our game of Catan
our game of Catan
me at Ponce City Market
me at Ponce City Market
Mike holding the sleeping baby
Mike holding the sleeping baby
Alex makes moves in Chinese Checkers while feeding Allie
Alex makes moves in Chinese Checkers while feeding Allie
me at the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library and Museum
me at the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library and Museum
portrait of Jimmy Carter
portrait of Jimmy Carter
Jimmy Carter Presidential Library and Museum
Jimmy Carter Presidential Library and Museum
oval office at the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library and Museum
oval office at the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library and Museum
me with Gibson at the Airbnb in Midtown Atlanta on our way to Mary Mac's Tea Room
me with Gibson at the Airbnb in Midtown Atlanta on our way to Mary Mac’s Tea Room
Mike plays with Allie at Krog Street Market
Mike plays with Allie at Krog Street Market
the movie star Allie
the movie star Allie
Allie and Mike
Allie and Mike
lion sculpture on the Beltline near Krog Street Market
lion sculpture on the Beltline near Krog Street Market
Alice's Wonderland Returns
Alice’s Wonderland Returns
Mike at Atlanta Botanical Garden
Mike at Atlanta Botanical Garden
Alice's Wonderland Returns
Alice’s Wonderland Returns
Alice's Wonderland Returns
Alice’s Wonderland Returns
Atlanta Botanical Garden
Atlanta Botanical Garden
"Earth Goddess" at Atlanta Botanical Garden
“Earth Goddess” at Atlanta Botanical Garden
Allie ready for pool time
Allie ready for pool time
Allie, Alex and Mike during pool time
Allie, Alex and Mike during pool time
Jandira and Allie
Jandira and Allie
Mike and Allie at Cattahoochee Food Works
Mike and Allie at Cattahoochee Food Works
me at Cattahoochee Food Works
me at Cattahoochee Food Works
Mike at Cattahoochee Food Works
Mike at Cattahoochee Food Works
Adam's little Mike at 1 month old
Adam’s little Mike at 1 month old
Mike at Nue Vietnamese
Mike at Nue Vietnamese
Nue Vietnamese
Nue Vietnamese
me outside of Nue Vietnamese
me outside of Nue Vietnamese
Wilco and Cut Worms tickets
Wilco and Cut Worms tickets
Wolf Trap Center for the Performing Arts
Wolf Trap Center for the Performing Arts
me at Wolf Trap
me at Wolf Trap
Mike at Wolf Trap
Mike at Wolf Trap
me in Bollywood Bistro
me in Bollywood Bistro
I achieved a milestone of 250K meters of rowing at RowHouse
I achieved a milestone of 250K meters of rowing at RowHouse
Momos at Royal Nepal Bistro
Momos at Royal Nepal Bistro
Royal Nepal Bistro
Royal Nepal Bistro
me at Wolf Trap for Shreya Ghoshal concert
me at Wolf Trap for Shreya Ghoshal concert
Mike at Wolf Trap
Mike at Wolf Trap
Shreya Ghoshal "All Hearts Tour"
Shreya Ghoshal “All Hearts Tour”
Shreya Ghoshal "All Hearts Tour"
Shreya Ghoshal “All Hearts Tour”
Shreya Ghoshal "All Hearts Tour"
Shreya Ghoshal “All Hearts Tour”
Shreya Ghoshal "All Hearts Tour"
Shreya Ghoshal “All Hearts Tour”
June hydrangeas
June hydrangeas
Tatratea drinks to cheer Darina for finishing a tough year at a new job
Tatratea drinks to cheer Darina for finishing a tough year at a new job

In July, I: Suffered through unbearable heat for most of the month. Dreamt of moving north to Portland, Maine, and south to the highlands of Mexico in San Miguel de Allende. Found plate-sized hollyhocks on my summer walks. Ran across a chalk sidewalk message from the Hash House Harriers, which brought back reminiscences about my 2007 time in Egypt. Watched with disbelief as a young man attempted (& failed) to assassinate Trump on the 13th and then watched as Trump milked it for all it was worth (what was that stupid fist pump about?). Applauded Biden’s decision to withdraw from the presidential race and endorse VP Kamala Harris. Got fully behind her and finally felt a thread of hope: #I UNDERSTOOD THE ASSIGNMENT. Spent the first two weeks of the month, with Mike, making decisions about cabinets, hardware, etc. for our upstairs bathrooms. Had both the hall bath and master bath gutted and fully renovated. Suffered through more heat as we lost our air-conditioning for two days on 104°F days (the contractors really suffered); luckily we were able to sleep in the cool basement at night. Spent countless hours pinning down our itineraries for our 6-week trip to Japan and Bali, reading up on where to go and what to see, booking hotels and plotting out our transportation options. Went out to eat a lot with Mike and watched a lot of movies and shows on TV as we stayed indoors to keep cool. Ate pizza at California Pizza Kitchen, sampled Lao and Thai cuisine at Padaek, noshed on flatbreads at Seasons 52, ate appetizers and salmon salad while sitting at the bar at Artie’s, enjoyed sushi at Ariake then went to Target to look for bathroom accoutrements, ate Thai food at Sister’s Thai in Fairfax and then cooled off with ice cream at Woody’s followed by a short stroll around the small city park. Visited our favorite Ethiopian restaurant, Enatye. Felt cheered to see pictures from the kids & grandkids: of Alex, Jandira and Allie spending a day at the Museum of Illusions in Atlanta and of little Mike in Nicaragua – from Adam, who is still in the U.S. working (we still haven’t seen him yet). Saw the movie Touch, which I loved, about an Icelandic man who goes to Japan in search of his first love who had disappeared without a trace; he met her in London when he worked at a Japanese restaurant that her father owned. Watched Find Me Falling on Netflix, where an aging rock star (Harry Connick Jr.) moves to a house in Cyprus that fronts a cliff where people often commit suicide; there he meets an old flame (predictable and a bit hokey). Also finished watching three limited TV series: Apples Never Fall, The Nurse, Midtsommernatt (Swedish), and One Day. Didn’t go anywhere, but at the end of the month, Mike headed off to Centerville, Ohio for his annual five-day weekend with his close-knit high school buddies; they started this gathering in 2004 and have gathered every year except during the 2020 COVID year. Stayed home and enjoyed having the house – almost – to myself (except for the contractors on Wednesday-Friday). Saw two movies: Widow Clicquot, the story behind the Clicquot champagne family and business that began in the 18th century (good!), and The Fabulous Four, about four old friends who reunite for a wedding in Key West (meh). Went out to eat at Yama Chen and at P.F. Chang on my own. Met my friend Leah at Coco B’s in Arlington, where we had bottomless mimosas and talked about politics and Leah’s social life and Mike’s and my travel and retirement plans. Read 6 books this month, bringing my total up to 32/52, with my favorites being Rainbirds by Clarissa Goenawan, The Samurai’s Garden by Gail Tsukiyama (how I love books set in Japan!), Wintering by Peter Geye, and Walking with Buddha: Pilgrimage on the Shikoku 88-Temple Trail by C.W. Lockhart. Also finished Ann Patchett’s Tom Lake, which was barely tolerable (so boring in the first half though it picked up momentum in the second).

  • the july cocktail hour: sweltering heat, bathroom renovations, political upheavals & other miscellany

me at Fairfax Corner
me at Fairfax Corner
dinner at Padaek
dinner at Padaek
Mango sticky rice at Padaek
Mango sticky rice at Padaek
me at Padaek
me at Padaek
Mike at Seasons 52
Mike at Seasons 52
me at Artie's
me at Artie’s
Little Mike in Nicaragua at 2 months old
Little Mike in Nicaragua at 2 months old
Assassination attempt on Trump
Assassination attempt on Trump
Hall bath BEFORE
Hall bath BEFORE
plate-sized flowers found on a Reston walk
plate-sized flowers found on a Reston walk
Hall bath AFTER
Hall bath AFTER
Hall bath AFTER
Hall bath AFTER
Alex, Jandira and Allie at the Museum of Illusions
Alex, Jandira and Allie at the Museum of Illusions
Alex, Jandira and Allie at the Museum of Illusions
Alex, Jandira and Allie at the Museum of Illusions
me in downtown Fairfax
me in downtown Fairfax
Mike in downtown Fairfax
Mike in downtown Fairfax
Master Bath BEFORE
Master Bath BEFORE
Master Bath DEMOLISHED
Master Bath DEMOLISHED
Biden Exits Race, endorses Kamala Harris
Biden Exits Race, endorses Kamala Harris
Master Bath DURING
Master Bath DURING
Mike and his buddies on a golf outing in Ohio
Mike and his buddies on a golf outing in Ohio
Mike and his friends walked to Dianne's Memorial bench
Mike and his friends walked to Dianne’s Memorial bench
drink at P.F. Chang
drink at P.F. Chang
dumplings at P.F. Chang
dumplings at P.F. Chang
me with Leah at Coco B's
me with Leah at Coco B’s
Master Bath ALMOST AFTER
Master Bath ALMOST AFTER
Master Bath ALMOST AFTER
Master Bath ALMOST AFTER
Mike at Enatye
Mike at Enatye

In August, I: Celebrated Kamala Harris’s choice of Tim Walz, governor of Minnesota, as her VP running mate. Felt hopeful watching the Democratic National Convention in Chicago and listening to Kamala Harris’s acceptance speech. Welcomed Adam home for few days where I helped him locate his birth certificate and went out to eat Indian food at Woodlands. Shared Thai food at Pasara Thai in Alexandria with Adam and Mike before dropping Adam at the train station to take an overnight train to Atlanta to visit Alex, Jandira and Allie. Lazed around the house on a drizzling day while Mike and his friend Eric rode the Reston Bike Club’s Metric Century. Welcomed Alex home for a visit from Atlanta so he could spend some time with his close friend Nick who is expecting a baby with his girlfriend Kaylee. Didn’t go to the movie theater at all this month; only saw one Indian movie on Netflix: Laapataa Ladies. Watched shows on streaming services: Atlantic Crossing, Another Self, Grantchester, The Lincoln Lawyer (we finished Season 2), Maestro in Blue, Sunny, Pachinko, Trying and Modern Family. Finished the second season of the fabulous Unforgotten. Read 4 books this month, bringing my total up to 36/52, with my favorites being Walking in Circles: Finding Happiness in Lost Japan by Todd Wassel and The Authenticity Project by Clare Pooley.

  • the august cocktail hour: visits from our sons, disappearing spreadsheets & a metric century

me at Reston Town Center after dinner at Barcelona
me at Reston Town Center after dinner at Barcelona
Mike at Reston Town Center
Mike at Reston Town Center
me, Adam and Mike
me, Adam and Mike
Adam at Pasara Thai
Adam at Pasara Thai
Alex, Allie, Jandira and Adam in Atlanta
Alex, Allie, Jandira and Adam in Atlanta
Jandira, Alex, Allie and Adam hiking up Kennesaw Mountain in Atlanta
Jandira, Alex, Allie and Adam hiking up Kennesaw Mountain in Atlanta
Adam and Mike on our way to Maru
Adam and Mike on our way to Maru
Adam and me at Maru
Adam and me at Maru
Adam flying out of Washington early in the morning
Adam flying out of Washington early in the morning
Adam's map of work and visits
Adam’s map of work and visits
Allie at Tybee Beach
Allie at Tybee Beach
Allie and Alex at the beach
Allie and Alex at the beach
Jandira, Alex and Allie at the beach
Jandira, Alex and Allie at the beach
Adam's bento box at Maru
Adam’s bento box at Maru
Eric and Mike on their Metric Century
Eric and Mike on their Metric Century
Eric and Mike on their Metric Century ride
Eric and Mike on their Metric Century ride
Maria and Mike in Nicaragua
Maria and Mike in Nicaragua
Master bath completed
Master bath completed
me in front of the Freeman House on Church Street with my ice cream
me in front of the Freeman House on Church Street with my ice cream
Mike at Freeman House
Mike at Freeman House
me at Seasons 52
me at Seasons 52
Mike & Alex
Mike & Alex
me with Alex
me with Alex
Alex and Aunt Barbara
Alex and Aunt Barbara
Alex and me at at Flying Ace Farm
Alex and me at at Flying Ace Farm
me with Alex at Flying Ace Farm
me with Alex at Flying Ace Farm
Mike and Alex at Flying Ace Farm
Mike and Alex at Flying Ace Farm

In September, I: Spent the first week in September wrapping up our preparations for our trip to Japan and Bali, Indonesia. Saw Colombian singer Julieta Venegas at Wolf Trap Center for the Performing Arts. Took off for |*Japan*| on September 9, arriving in |*Tokyo*| on the 10th on a mostly empty plane where we were able to stretch out and sleep. Once in Tokyo, I took Mike to visit the Sagamihara campus of Aoyama-Gakuin University and to show him my daily walk from the university to my Leopalace apartment during my semester teaching there in 2017. Met my friend and colleague Graham and his Japanese wife Ako at a Thai restaurant near Fuchinobe Station. Walked around the covered shopping arcades of Harmonica Yokocho in Kichijōji. Took Mike to see Tokyo’s oldest established Buddhist Temple, Sensō-ji and Ueno Park. Strolled down Ameyayokocho Shopping Street in the relentlessly hot afternoon. Took the Shinkansen to Nagoya, where we rented a car and drove through over 30 tunnels to |*Takayama in the Japan Alps.*| Visited the village of Ogimachi in Shirakawa-go and the more remote town of Ainokura, best known for farmhouses in the gasshō-zukuri style. Met Atsu, a Japanese man who spoke excellent English, at his tiny sake bar in Takayama and enjoyed drinks there. Drove north to Hida Furukawago and walked in the rain around the canal-lined town and saw the museum with its elaborate festival floats. Explored Takayama’s old town in the rain. Stopped at two towns along the Nakasendo Trail, Tsumago-juku and Magome-juku, on the way to Nagoya, where we returned our rental car. Got a bad cold from trudging around those towns in excruciating heat and humidity. In |*Nagoya*|, visited Nagoya Castle and and the famous flea market held on the grounds of Ōsu-Kannon Temple in 97°F heat; there I bought a dress and two pairs of pants. Visited the Tokugawa Art Museum  and its water garden in Nagoya. Took the Shinkansen from Nagoya to |*Narita*|, where we spent the night in Wakamatsu Honten Ryokan and visited Naritasan Shinshoji Temple.  Flew to |*Bali, Indonesia*| on Garuda Indonesia, a very nice airline, on September 20. Stayed our first three nights in |*Jimbaran, Bali*|, where we explored the Bukit Peninsula, especially Nusa Dua and Museum Pasifika. Went with a driver through insane traffic to Pura Luhur Uluwatu to see the Uluwatu Kecak Dance, which was overcrowded and poorly organized. Went in search of batik at Krisna Oleh Oleh Bali, hung out at the Jimbaran Beach and, later, at the Movenpick pool. Drove to the east side of the island, |*Sidemen, Bali*|, stopping first at The Klungkung Palace, where we got taken by touts selling sarongs, which we wore in our photos. Enjoyed massages at Alamdhari Resort & SPA. Took a 2 1/2 hour walk through the rice terraces surrounding our hotel, took a dip in the pool, and enjoyed a private yoga class, and relished another massage. Went on an excursion with a driver to Tirta Ganga (a royal water palace), a White Sand Beach (meh), and Tenganan Village (known for its double Ikat textiles). Moved to |*Ubud, Bali*| for our last home in Bali, The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience, to the west of Ubud’s center. Visited the Agung Rai Museum of Art (ARMA) in Ubud and enjoyed lunch at Café Lotus, right on the edge of the Ubud Water Palace. Enjoyed an afternoon by the hotel pool. Took a Gojek (like Uber) to the center of Ubud, where we wandered around Ubud Palace and the Ubud Water Palace, where we had to dress up in a sarong and jacket. Visited Museum Puri Lukisan where we found, quite by accident, a Balinese dance production. Enjoyed deep tissue massages at Sari Laba and went to a restorative yoga “Air Class” at Alchemy. Visited the Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace, a very touristy and rather confined set of rice terraces. Left Bali at 12:20 a.m. on the 30th and returned to |*Japan*| on the morning of the 30th. Took the Shinkansen immediately to |*Kyoto*|, where we checked into the very nice Sakura Terrace The Gallery. Before we left for Japan, we watched shows on streaming services: Atlantic Crossing, Another Self, Grantchester, Maestro in Blue, Pachinko, Trying and Modern Family. Read 3 books this month, bringing my total up to 39/52, with my favorite being Fault Lines by Emily Itami and Black and Blue by Anna Quindlen.

  • a belated september cocktail hour: a final summer concert & a trip to the other side of the world: japan {pt.1} & bali, indonesia

me with Mike at Wolf Trap to see Julieta Venegas
me with Mike at Wolf Trap to see Julieta Venegas
Julieta Venegas tickets
Julieta Venegas tickets
me at Aoyama-Gakuin University - Sagamihara campus
me at Aoyama-Gakuin University – Sagamihara campus
Graham, Ako, me and Mike at a Thai restaurant near Fuchinobe Station
Graham, Ako, me and Mike at a Thai restaurant near Fuchinobe Station
Sensō-ji in Tokyo 2024
Sensō-ji in Tokyo 2024
Gasshō-zukuri houses in Ogimachi in Shirakawa-go 2024
Gasshō-zukuri houses in Ogimachi in Shirakawa-go 2024
Gasshō-zukuri houses in Ogimachi in Shirakawa-go 2024
Gasshō-zukuri houses in Ogimachi in Shirakawa-go 2024
canals in Hida Furukawago
canals in Hida Furukawago
Magome-juku
Magome-juku
Ōsu-Kannon Temple in Nagoya 2024
Ōsu-Kannon Temple in Nagoya 2024
Nagoya Castle 2024
Nagoya Castle 2024
Nagoya Castle
Nagoya Castle
Ōsu-Kannon Temple Market
Ōsu-Kannon Temple Market
Tokugawa Art Museum in Nagoya 2024
Tokugawa Art Museum in Nagoya 2024
Tokugawa Park
Tokugawa Park
Naritasan Shinshoji Temple in Narita 2024
Naritasan Shinshoji Temple in Narita 2024
Naritasan Shinshoji Temple in Narita 2024
Naritasan Shinshoji Temple in Narita 2024
me at Wakamatsu Honten in Narita
me at Wakamatsu Honten in Narita
Part 1 of our Japan trip on Polarsteps
Part 1 of our Japan trip on Polarsteps
our flight path to Bali
our flight path to Bali
Movenpick Resort & Spa Jimbaran Bali
Movenpick Resort & Spa Jimbaran Bali
Museum Pasifika at Nusa Dua
Museum Pasifika at Nusa Dua
Museum Pasifika at Nusa Dua
Museum Pasifika at Nusa Dua
me at Uluwatu on the Bukit Peninsula
me at Uluwatu on the Bukit Peninsula
view from Uluwatu
view from Uluwatu
Uluwatu Kecak Dance
Uluwatu Kecak Dance
me with Mike at Klungkung Palace
me with Mike at Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Alamdhari Resort & SPA
Alamdhari Resort & SPA
Sidemen rice fields
Sidemen rice fields
me at Tirta Ganga
me at Tirta Ganga
Mike at Tirta Ganga
Mike at Tirta Ganga
Mike at Tirta Ganga
Mike at Tirta Ganga
Tenganan Village
Tenganan Village
Mike at ARMA
Mike at ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Alchemy yoga studio
Alchemy yoga studio
me on the grounds at Alchemy
me on the grounds at Alchemy
Mike at Ubud Water Palace
Mike at Ubud Water Palace
me at Ceking Rice Terrace
me at Ceking Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Our Bali adventure on Polarsteps
Our Bali adventure on Polarsteps
Yasaka Shrine, aka Gion Shrine, in Kyoto
Yasaka Shrine, aka Gion Shrine, in Kyoto
Yasaka Shrine, aka Gion Shrine, in Kyoto
Yasaka Shrine, aka Gion Shrine, in Kyoto

In October, I: Dove fully into |*Kyoto*| with Mike, starting with Kinkaku-ji, the Temple of the Golden Pavilion. Explored Kyoto’s famous rock garden, Ryōan-ji, or Temple of the Peaceful Dragon. Dragged Mike on the cutest train imaginable, the purple Randen Historic Tram, which tickles me pink (or purple!). Ate lunch in Arashiyama, found kimono-clad girls on the Togetsukyo Bridge, and waded through crowds in the famous bamboo forest. Wandered through Tenryu-ji, founded in 1339. Topped off an exhausting day with okonomiyaki (Japanese pancake) and plum wine with soda, then enjoyed the free welcome drink at our hotel, Sakura Terrace The Gallery. Climbed uphill through the infinite torii gates of Fushimi Inari Shrine. Tried and failed to visit Ohara, which my friend Graham had highly recommended. Went to Nishiki Market AFTER eating lunch at a German-type restaurant, a big mistake, as one is supposed to sample the great variety of food at the market. Ate a convenience store dinner in our room, finally going down to the lobby to enjoy another free welcome drink (for me, always a gin and tonic). Strolled along the Philosopher’s Path at the foot of the Eastern Mountains in the rain. Wandered around the beautiful Ginkakuji, the Silver Pavilion and its moss and rock gardens. Sampled waygu beef, eel, shrimp tempura and sake at Nishiki Market. Ate again at the cozy okonomiyaki restaurant. Took the train to Tokushima on the island of |*Shikoku*|. Walked 7 of the first 10 temples of the 88-temple pilgrimage, spread out over 2 days. Got sick, along with Mike, with head colds and all-over aches and pains. Celebrated our granddaughter Allie’s first birthday from afar as we watched videos of her day at the Atlanta Aquarium. Headed to |*Okayama*|; from there we took three day trips, the first to |*Bitchu-Takahashi*|, where we visited the interesting Takahashi Folk Museum, the Raikyuji Temple (once the residence of a local feudal lord), the large Haibara Samurai Residence from the Edo period, and the Orii Samurai Residence with its rather eerie life-sized dolls. Took our next day trip to |*Kurashiki Bikan Historical District*|, where we rode a rickshaw, wandered around the weeping willow-lined canals, and climbed to A Chi Shrine. Spent an afternoon in the public onsen in our hotel and ate Indian food at the nearby shopping mall. Took a train and ferry to |*Naoshima*|, an island in the Seto Inland Sea known for its many contemporary art installations and museums. Felt bored by the whole thing; the best part was riding rented e-bikes all around the island (except where prohibited by the museums). Took the Shinkansen from Okayama to Kokura and rented a Toyota Yaris to explore |*Kyūshū Island*|. Was amazed again at Mike’s ability to drive on the left. Arrived in |*Beppu*|, where we visited the Seven “Hells,” (jigoku), hot springs presented in a touristy way that are for viewing only. Drove to |*Yufuin*|, an onsen town in the mountains that, though cute, was overrun by tourists for some three-day weekend holiday. Stayed at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho, where we had paid for half-board, which meant we were subjected to two dinners and two breakfasts, all of which were comprised of very weird and unpalatable stuff. Endured the marathon Kaiseki (traditional multi-course Japansese dinner) presented to us in our tatami room at our low table. Visited the “famous” Kinrin Lake, which was more like a pond without much of interest. Enjoyed escaping the town to visit the grasslands, Tsukahara Highlands. Loved the|*Mount Aso *|area in Kyushu. Stopped at the beautiful Park Oike, an off-the-beaten-path moss-covered forest and freshwater spring from which people could drink. Enjoyed the only cold day we had on our trip – a taste of fall, finally. Walked on grasslands at the Mount Aso Visitor Center. Enjoyed the nicest of the four ryokans we stayed in during our travels in Japan, and thankfully NO food was involved. Visited the crowded and touristy Takachiho Gorge in the rain and then visited a bizarre shrine only 3 minutes from our ryokan, the Hogihogi Shrine, known for bestowing luck on those who bought lottery tickets. Started making our way slowly back toward Tokyo so we could fly home. Drove east to see the Usuki Stone Buddhas, another out-of-the-way place south of Oita which was worthwhile. Stayed in Hiji, the closest town to the Oita Airport, and flew back to Haneda on Thursday morning, October 17. Took the train from Haneda to |*Yokohoma*|, a city south of Tokyo that I had visited several times when I lived and worked in Japan, and took Mike to the beautiful Sankeien Garden which exhibits a number of historical buildings from across Japan. Flew home from Tokyo Haneda on Friday the 18th at 3:45 p.m. and arrived home before we left Japan, at 3:20 p.m. that same Friday. Tried to ignore the buildup to our presidential election while traveling, but my attempts to avoid all the rancor were not very successful; I couldn’t stop myself from looking at social media and getting infuriated over all the idiotic, fascist and greedy Trump supporters in our country. Continued wishing for a Harris/Walz victory. Cast my vote early on the 21st for a 100% Democratic ticket, especially Harris/Walz. Put a Harris/Walz sign in a prominent place in my yard. Found a lot of Harris/Walz signs, Halloween decorations and fall colors on a walk around Herndon, VA. Got a beautiful day for my 69th birthday on Friday the 25th. Picked up sandwiches at Puccio’s in Leesburg and took them to Three Creeks Winery in Hamilton, VA; the winery sits in a beautiful spot where three creeks converge, and Mike drank a Cab Franc while I had a Viognier to accompany our sandwiches. Extended my birthday celebration by going out to eat Thai food at Vienna Thai and Bar, where I enjoyed white wine and a green curry with shrimp. Felt connected to the kids when they sent us some family pictures over the month. Read three books, bringing my total to 42/52 (and putting me behind on my annual goal); I loved all of them: Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami, Kokoro by Natsume Sōseki, and Beauty and Sadness by Yasunari Kawabata. Didn’t watch much TV while traveling, but in the few places we had Netflix, we watched the Turkish series Zeytin Agaci, aka Another Self and the Greek series Maestro in Blue, and finished On the Verge (just okay). Finished Atlantic Crossing and the most current season of Emily in Paris once we returned home; we continued watching Grantchester, Pachinko, Trying, Shrinking, Lincoln Lawyer, Another Self, Maestro in Blue, The Bear, and Modern Family.

  • the october cocktail hour: another stint in japan & a last birthday before the big 7-0

Kinkaku-ji 2024
Kinkaku-ji 2024
me at Ryōan-ji
me at Ryōan-ji
Randen Historic Tram
Randen Historic Tram
Japanese girls on the Togetsukyo Bridge
Japanese girls on the Togetsukyo Bridge
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove 2024
Arashiyama Bamboo Grove 2024
Tenryu-ji
Tenryu-ji
Fushimi Inari Shrine
Fushimi Inari Shrine
shrine at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
shrine at Arashiyama Bamboo Grove
waygu beef at Nishiki Market
waygu beef at Nishiki Market
Nishiki Market 2024
Nishiki Market 2024
eel at Nishiki Market
eel at Nishiki Market
Ginkakuji 2024
Ginkakuji 2024
The Philosopher's Path
The Philosopher’s Path
Temple 1: Ryōzenji 2024
Temple 1: Ryōzenji 2024
Temple 2: Gokurakuji
Temple 2: Gokurakuji
wishes left at Temple 5
wishes left at Temple 5
Temple 5: Jizoji
Temple 5: Jizoji
stamp from Temple 5: Jizoji
stamp from Temple 5: Jizoji
me after ringing the bell at Temple 10: Kirihataji
me after ringing the bell at Temple 10: Kirihataji
Temple 8: Kumadaniji
Temple 8: Kumadaniji
Takahashi Folk Museum
Takahashi Folk Museum
Raikyuji Temple 2024
Raikyuji Temple 2024
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Raikyuji Temple
Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter
Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter
me with Mike in a rickshaw in Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter
me with Mike in a rickshaw in Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter
me in Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter
me in Kurashiki Bikan Historical Quarter
Mike at Naoshima
Mike at Naoshima
Mike on his ebike on Naoshima
Mike on his ebike on Naoshima
one of Beppu's seven "Hells"
one of Beppu’s seven “Hells”
one of Beppu's seven "Hells"
one of Beppu’s seven “Hells”
Mike at one of Beppu's seven "Hells"
Mike at one of Beppu’s seven “Hells”
one of Beppu's seven "Hells"
one of Beppu’s seven “Hells”
Mike at one of Beppu's seven "Hells"
Mike at one of Beppu’s seven “Hells”
Kinrin Lake
Kinrin Lake
Mike at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Mike at Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
looking down over Yufuin
looking down over Yufuin
Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Yufuin Onsen Wafu Ryokan Tsuenosho
Tsukahara Highlands
Tsukahara Highlands
Park Oike
Park Oike
Park Oike
Park Oike
Mike at Park Oike
Mike at Park Oike
me at Park Oike
me at Park Oike
Park Oike
Park Oike
Mike at Mount Aso
Mike at Mount Aso
Minamiaso Tourist Information
Minamiaso Tourist Information
me at Minamiaso Tourist Information
me at Minamiaso Tourist Information
Takachiho Gorge
Takachiho Gorge
Takachiho Gorge
Takachiho Gorge
Takachiho Gorge 2024
Takachiho Gorge 2024
Mitsujoin Rice Terraces
Mitsujoin Rice Terraces
Sankeien Garden
Sankeien Garden
Sankeien Garden
Sankeien Garden
Sankeien Garden
Sankeien Garden
Allie at the park
Allie at the park
Allie shows off her new winter coat
Allie shows off her new winter coat
Cristy and little MIke
Cristy and little MIke
Little Mike with Cristy's hair over his head
Little Mike with Cristy’s hair over his head
Maria and Mike
Maria and Mike
I voted!
I voted!
Mike at Three Creeks Winery
Mike at Three Creeks Winery
me at Three Creeks Winery
me at Three Creeks Winery
me at Three Creeks Winery with my Ford Bronco Sport
me at Three Creeks Winery with my Ford Bronco Sport
me at Vienna Thai and Bar
me at Vienna Thai and Bar
Harris/Walz
Harris/Walz
Mind your own damn business!
Mind your own damn business!
Harris/Walz signs
Harris/Walz signs
More Halloween decorations
More Halloween decorations

In November, I: Saw the deeply troubling yet powerful movie, Lee, about war correspondent & photographer Lee Miller; she documented the horrors people faced, especially women, under fascism during World War II. Went with Mike to Artie’s to embrace the light, have a drink in hopes of a positive outcome to the election, and to eat a delicious meal with our friendly bartender Remy, who greets everyone with “Hello beautiful people!” Hoped that the beautiful, loving and caring people of this country would come together on Election Day to reject the fascism, violence, retribution, and divisiveness which would be the hallmarks of another Trump presidency. Felt deflated and furious after Election Day as the despicable convicted felon and insurrectionist-in-chief, Donald Trump, won the presidential election; it was unbelievable that a criminal (he has 34 felonies), a traitor (tried to overthrow the election results on January 6, 2021), and the most vindictive and hateful person in this country, who ran a campaign on divisiveness, fearmongering, hatred and gloom, won out over a highly-qualified, sharp-minded woman who showed herself to be a tough prosecutor and who ran a campaign, with Tim Walz, on unity and joy. Went with Mike to Ariake to try to get out of our funk over the election results. Begrudgingly took down my yard sign while wearing my Harris-Walz T-shirt; I’m still keeping my signs on a chair in my garage where everyone can see them when we open our garage door. Still believe with all my heart that I voted on the right side of history and I will NEVER regret my vote as I watch the country descend into madness. Found a sense of community at Union Market as we discovered murals that celebrate our diversity and our need to vote for women. Met and commiserated with others who were as disgusted and disappointed by the outcome of the election as we were. Ate food from other cultures and Mike got me a couple of gifts for our anniversary (on Nov 13) at a Latino market & at Politics & Prose, a Washington area bookstore where a bookseller recommended a book, I think it was post-apocalyptic, where a Native community in Canada was living in perfect harmony until a bunch of white people came and ruined it. Said, in a joking way but not really joking at all, “White people ruin everything!” Got several nods and a young white man pushing a baby stroller said, with great angst in his voice, something to the effect that “That election was a disgusting travesty,” as he overheard my rather loud comment. Celebrated our 36th (29th) anniversary at Mama Tigre (Mexican Remixed… infused with Indian spices) on Wednesday, November 13th. Took a 4.8 mile walk with Mike on a beautiful Sunday, the 17th, around Burke Lake. Continued to do my daily walks and enjoy the beautiful leaves, which still seemed to be hanging on to the trees late in November. Took a trip to Richmond, VA where we drove around Richmond neighborhoods with a realtor team and looked at 8 houses; the whole expedition turned out to be extremely disappointing. Celebrated Thanksgiving with Mike’s sister Barbara the only one in attendance; we commiserated about the election loss and what it means for the country and the world. Drove northwest about an hour to Frederick, Maryland, where Mike and I ate brunch at Isabella’s and then wandered up and down the festive streets of the town. Did some Christmas shopping in small locally owned shops, trying to minimize our use of Amazon; we don’t want to continue to line the pockets of Jeff Bezos. Only finished three books in November , bringing my total to 45/52 (still 2 books behind schedule to reach my annual goal). Found one of them, All the Lives We Never Lived by Anuradha Roy, especially fascinating for its historical side, which took place in the 1930s, and featured the famous Walter Spies, an artist who promoted Balinese culture and yet, as an “enemy” German citizen, was interred by the Dutch in Bali for two years only to die when his ship was bombed by the Japanese en route to Ceylon.  Saw three movies in November: Lee, which I talked about above; Släptaget (Let Go), an endearing Swedish movie that we streamed on Netflix; and  Blitz , an okay movie which we streamed on Apple TV+. Continued watching Grantchester, Pachinko, Trying, Shrinking, Lincoln Lawyer, Another Self, Maestro in Blue, The Bear, and Modern Family.

  • the november cocktail hour: a sickening election result, an anniversary, & a gloomy outlook in the midst of thanksgiving

November in Virginia
November in Virginia
me at Artie's after seeing the movie Lee
me at Artie’s after seeing the movie Lee
Mike at Artie's after seeing the movie Lee
Mike at Artie’s after seeing the movie Lee
Cristy, Mia and little Mike in Nicaragua
Cristy, Mia and little Mike in Nicaragua
walk around Lake Thoreau in Reston before the election
walk around Lake Thoreau in Reston before the election
walk in Vienna before the election
walk in Vienna before the election
walk in Vienna before the election
walk in Vienna before the election
my Harris-Walz sign, right on the corner where everyone in the neighborhood could see it - BEFORE the election
my Harris-Walz sign, right on the corner where everyone in the neighborhood could see it – BEFORE the election
The despicable news. The Washington Post lost all my respect. This headline makes it look like it's a happy thing!
The despicable news. The Washington Post lost all my respect. This headline makes it look like it’s a happy thing!
Mike at Ariake after the results of the election on Nov. 6
Mike at Ariake after the results of the election on Nov. 6
Me at Ariake. My face tells how I feel.
Me at Ariake. My face tells how I feel.
Me with my Harris/Walz tee-shirt and sign
Me with my Harris/Walz tee-shirt and sign
Union Market
Union Market
Union Market
Union Market
Mike at Union Market
Mike at Union Market
mural in the Union market district
mural in the Union market district
"Vote for your daughter"
“Vote for your daughter”
Equity and Inclusion ?? That won't be happening under Trump!
Equity and Inclusion ?? That won’t be happening under Trump!
Mama Tigre
Mama Tigre
me at Mama Tigre on our anniversary
me at Mama Tigre on our anniversary
Mama Tigre
Mama Tigre
neighborhood trees
neighborhood trees
Allie gnawing on an apple
Allie gnawing on an apple
Jandira, Alex and Allie in Atlanta on Thanksgiving Day
Jandira, Alex and Allie in Atlanta on Thanksgiving Day
Mike & me at Thanksgiving
Mike & me at Thanksgiving
brother and sister at Thanksgiving
brother and sister at Thanksgiving
Ticket to Ride
Ticket to Ride
November colors at Thanksgiving
November colors at Thanksgiving
Isabella's in Frederick, MD
Isabella’s in Frederick, MD
Frederick, MD
Frederick, MD
me in curious iguana bookshop
me in curious iguana bookshop
Frederick, MD
Frederick, MD

In December, I: Decorated for Christmas despite the fact we’d be in Atlanta for the holiday. Face-timed Alex and Adam to wish Adam a happy 32nd birthday on December 7. Went to dinner at Lebanese Taverna in Arlington with Mike. Continued walking, doing yoga and rowing. Went to Mike’s company in-office Christmas party where they honored Mike for his 20-year-anniversary with LMI (The tribute brought tears to my eyes). Arrived in Atlanta on the 21st and checked into our Airbnb on Saint Charles Avenue in Midtown. Welcomed Alex and Allie in the afternoon and when Jandira got off work, we ordered pizza in. Spent a morning at Piedmont Park with Alex and Allie on Sunday, then walked with them to the Levi’s Store at Ponce City Market where we got Alex new jeans for Christmas. Went out with Mike to Whiskey Bird in Virginia Highland, which I loved. Walked in the Virginia Highland neighborhood and stopped at Ash Coffee. Went out to dinner at Bar.bacoa with Alex, Jandira and Allie. Walked with Mike on the Beltline and then ran a bunch of last minute Christmas errands. Ordered sushi from Chin-Chin for Christmas Eve, then picked up Sarah at the airport at around 10:00 p.m. on Christmas Eve. Spent Christmas morning opening presents and having our regular Christmas brunch with the family. Enjoyed seeing Christmas through Allie’s eyes. Played rousing games of Code Names. Went with the family to Ponce City Market where we sampled different foods at the Food Court. Drove 2 hours each way on Friday with Sarah and Mike to Columbus, GA, where we noshed on smoked oysters at my youngest brother Robbie’s loft apartment and then enjoyed a sushi extravaganza at Samurai. Got take-out from Truva on Friday night and took it to Alex and Jandira’s apartment where we hung out one last time. Drove home straight through on Saturday the 28th with thousands of other travelers returning home, stopping at a Bucc-ee’s in Calhoun, Georgia. Finished seven books in December, bringing my total to 52/52, successfully achieving my reading goal for the year: My Year in Books 2024; my favorites were Days at the Morisaki Bookshop by Satoshi Yagisawa, Territory of Light by Yūko Tsushima, and True North by Jim Harrison. Watched one movie: Lonely Planet on Netflix. Finished watching the series Trying and Somebody Somewhere, and continued watching Grantchester, Pachinko, Bad Sisters, Shrinking, Lincoln Lawyer, Another Self, Maestro in Blue, The Bear, and Modern Family. Tried to enjoy our last month under President Biden before this country goes to hell in a handbasket.

  • the december cocktail hour: a christmas celebration in atlanta

me at Lebanese Taverna
me at Lebanese Taverna
Mike at Lebanese Taverna
Mike at Lebanese Taverna
Mike and me at the LMI Christmas party
Mike and me at the LMI Christmas party
goofy picture of us at LMI
goofy picture of us at LMI
Our Airbnb on Saint Charles Ave: we had the top floor unit to the left
Our Airbnb on Saint Charles Ave: we had the top floor unit to the left
me in front of our Airbnb
me in front of our Airbnb
living room in the Airbnb
living room in the Airbnb
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Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Alex helps Allie walk down the stairs
Alex helps Allie walk down the stairs
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Dido (Mike) and Allie
Dido (Mike) and Allie
Allie, Alex and Jandira
Allie, Alex and Jandira
Mike, Alex and Allie along the Beltline
Mike, Alex and Allie along the Beltline
me with Allie in the Levi's Store
me with Allie in the Levi’s Store
Allie in the Levi's Store
Allie in the Levi’s Store
Allie and Dido in the Levi's Store
Allie and Dido in the Levi’s Store
VA HI (Virginia Highland)
VA HI (Virginia Highland)
Ash Coffee
Ash Coffee
Mike at Ash Coffee
Mike at Ash Coffee
Mural near Publix
Mural near Publix
Ahi Tuna Gyoza tacos and Peruvian Chicken Gyoza tacos at Whiskey Bird
Ahi Tuna Gyoza tacos and Peruvian Chicken Gyoza tacos at Whiskey Bird
Bar.bacoa
Bar.bacoa
Alex and Jandira at Bar.bacoa
Alex and Jandira at Bar.bacoa
me barely holding on to Allie in VA-HI
me barely holding on to Allie in VA-HI
Christmas morning
Christmas morning
me on Christmas morning
me on Christmas morning
Mike on Christmas morning
Mike on Christmas morning
Allie on Christmas morning
Allie on Christmas morning
Allie gets a stuffed pony
Allie gets a stuffed pony
Allie wanted to open all the gifts
Allie wanted to open all the gifts
Jandira, Alex and Allie
Jandira, Alex and Allie
Dido and Allie at Ponce City Market
Dido and Allie at Ponce City Market
Jandira, me and Sarah show off our new necklaces
Jandira, me and Sarah show off our new necklaces
Samurai Sushi in Columbus, GA
Samurai Sushi in Columbus, GA
Sarah, Robbie and Mike at Samurai
Sarah, Robbie and Mike at Samurai
Sarah and Robbie look at their giant sushi boat
Sarah and Robbie look at their giant sushi boat
Mike, me, Robbie and Sarah at Samurai
Mike, me, Robbie and Sarah at Samurai
Allie and Aunt Sarah
Allie and Aunt Sarah
me at Bucc-ee's
me at Bucc-ee’s

Here are some of my previous years’ recap posts. I now wish I had one for every year of my life, as they serve as great reminders of my adventures, joys, challenges, and tribulations in years past!

  • twenty twenty-three: growing our family, travels from central america to italy, & a texas-new mexico road trip
  • twenty twenty-two: a year of north-south travel, a tragic war in ukraine, & final passings
  • twenty twenty-one: from insurrection to omicron, with a great lakes road trip and jaunt to croatia
  • twenty-twenty: baltimore, the year of coronavirus, chicago, & a canyon & cactus road trip
  • twenty-nineteen: morocco, central italy, a road trip to nowhere, & charleston
  • twenty-eighteen: the four corners, niagara falls, & the camino de santiago
  • twenty-seventeen: a semester teaching english in japan & trips to budapest, vienna, prague, český krumlov, and nashville
  • twenty-sixteen: a wedding in oklahoma city, visit to dallas, a major home renovation, iceland’s ring road, west virginia & philadelphia
  • twenty-fifteen: around & about china, myanmar, & california
  • twenty-fourteen: california, losing shirley & bailey, puerto rico, & off to china
  • twenty-thirteen: leaving oman, spain {barcelona, toledo, south of spain}, portugal {tavira, evora, lisbon} & a semester off
  • weekly photo challenge: my 2012 in pictures {working in oman, home to virginia, a trip to greece {athens, meteora, crete & santorini} & ethiopia

Here’s wishing everyone a Happy New Year in 2025! 🙂

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the december cocktail hour: a christmas celebration in atlanta

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 December 31, 2024

December 31, 2024: Welcome to our December cocktail hour. I’m happy you’ve dropped by to wrap up 2024 – Cheers! At least we can put off, for one last night, ringing in the new year and the horrors that will most certainly befall us in 2025 under the U.S. incoming administration.

Let’s lift a glass of champagne, or Prosecco, anything bubbly to bask in the last bit of effervescence and buoyancy we will be able to experience here in the U.S. over the next four years (at least).

I also have a variety of beers, soda or seltzer water if you don’t want a bubbly drink. 🙂

How did your December go? How did you celebrate the holiday? Have you welcomed any new additions to your family? Have you read any good books that can inform your worldview, seen any good movies, binge-watched any television series? Have you planned any adventures or had any winter getaways? Have you dreamed any dreams? Gone to any exotic restaurants, cooked any new dishes? Have you been surprised by anything in life? Did you have a nice holiday celebration? Have you learned anything new, taken any classes or just kept up with the news? Have you sung along with any new songs? Have you undertaken any new exercise routines? Have you marched or otherwise participated in political protests? Have you been battered, or alternately, uplifted by any news?

I am still feeling absolute disgust for a wide swath of Americans who handed over our government to a convicted felon and fearmongering scumbag and insurrectionist. I’m sickened by the power that Nazi-lover Elon Musk, not even born in the U.S. nor elected by any U.S. citizens, is wielding over our politics in the U.S. I got off of X soon after he took over that platform and for now am on Bluesky and Threads, though to be honest, I don’t interact much on Bluesky.  I deleted about 200+ people from Facebook (most of them never interacted with me anyway and were people from my high school who were my sisters’ and brother’s friends) and then removed Facebook from my phone. I also removed LinkedIn because I was seeing increasing numbers of right-wing posts. I continue to delete everyone on Instagram who posts any photos of Donald Trump (unless they are memes that make fun of him) and block anyone on Threads who is sympathetic to him. I no longer have time, energy or desire to interact with any MAGAts, and I’m aiming to be out of this country as much as possible over the next four years.

Alex cheered us up with some pictures of Allie in the early part of the month.

Allie mesmerized by Miss Rachel
Allie mesmerized by Miss Rachel
cutie pie Allie
cutie pie Allie

I halfheartedly prepared for Christmas despite the fact we’d be in Atlanta for the holiday. We got a new fake tree, for the first time ever, since we’d be gone the entire week of Christmas. Sadly, that tree, which is perfectly shaped, has such bright lights on it that we can hardly see the ornaments. Who knows, maybe we’ll have to go back to our fresh tree one year, but probably not next Christmas as we hope to go to Nicaragua for Christmas in 2025.

a walk on the CCT on Dec. 1
a walk on the CCT on Dec. 1
me with our new fake tree
me with our new fake tree

On December 7, Adam’s 32nd birthday, Mike, Alex and I face-timed Adam in Nicaragua. Adam sent us a bunch of pictures of the family and the new cows we helped him to buy.

Adam's new cows
Adam’s new cows
one of Adam's cows
one of Adam’s cows
Little Mike and Adam
Little Mike and Adam
Maria, Mike and the chickens
Maria, Mike and the chickens
Maria and little Mike
Maria and little Mike
Andrea, Mia and Cristy
Andrea, Mia and Cristy
Adam's cow
Adam’s cow

Mike and I went to dinner at Lebanese Taverna in Arlington. I continued walking, doing yoga and rowing, but have lost interest in yoga ever since my favorite teacher left the studio. I’m giving up rowing beginning in late January.  We’ll be traveling in February and who knows where we’ll be after that. I want to rid myself of most commitments in the U.S.

me at Lebanese Taverna
me at Lebanese Taverna
Mike at Lebanese Taverna
Mike at Lebanese Taverna
Meze at Lebanese Taverna
Meze at Lebanese Taverna

I was the only spouse invited to LMI’s in-office Christmas party because the company honored Mike for his 20-year-anniversary. The speeches brought tears to my eyes. He’s obviously well-respected at work. It was fun talking to some of his co-workers who I’ve met before, especially Mark, Dwayne and Tamara. We took some very silly pictures while at the party.

me with our new fake tree on the day we went to LMI
me with our new fake tree on the day we went to LMI
Mike and me at the LMI Christmas party
Mike and me at the LMI Christmas party
goofy picture of us at LMI
goofy picture of us at LMI

We drove halfway to Atlanta on the 20th, staying overnight in High Point, North Carolina. We arrived in Atlanta on the 21st and checked into our Airbnb on Saint Charles Avenue in Midtown. We welcomed Alex and Allie to the apartment in the afternoon and when Jandira got off work and joined us, we ordered pizza in.

Our Airbnb on Saint Charles Ave: we had the top floor unit to the left
Our Airbnb on Saint Charles Ave: we had the top floor unit to the left
me in front of our Airbnb
me in front of our Airbnb
living room in the Airbnb
living room in the Airbnb
master bedroom in the Airbnb
master bedroom in the Airbnb
Sarah's room
Sarah’s room
living room in the Airbnb
living room in the Airbnb
our little tree we brought down from Virginia
our little tree we brought down from Virginia
Mike in the kitchen
Mike in the kitchen
Allie, Alex and Jandira
Allie, Alex and Jandira
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We spent Sunday morning at Piedmont Park with Alex and Allie. Later that afternoon, we walked with Alex and Allie on the Beltline and then to the Levi’s Store at Ponce City Market where we got Alex some new jeans for Christmas.

Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Alex helps Allie walk down the stairs
Alex helps Allie walk down the stairs
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie at Piedmont Park
Allie climbs the steps to the slide
Allie climbs the steps to the slide
Dido (Mike) and Allie
Dido (Mike) and Allie
Mike, Alex and Allie along the Beltline
Mike, Alex and Allie along the Beltline
me with Allie in the Levi's Store
me with Allie in the Levi’s Store
Allie in the Levi's Store
Allie in the Levi’s Store
Allie and Dido in the Levi's Store
Allie and Dido in the Levi’s Store

Every time we go to Atlanta, we find more things to like about it: cute markets, charming neighborhoods, great restaurants, diversity, botanical gardens and museums. Sunday night we drove through Virginia Highland to Morningside where we ate dinner at the adorable Whiskey Bird. It was just my kind of place with its diverse and creative international flavors, laid back atmosphere and friendly service. We enjoyed a plate of four yakatori: chicken meatball, sweet potato, chimichurri shrimp, and spicy tofu. We also shared Ahi Tuna Gyoza tacos and Peruvian Chicken Gyoza tacos.

It’s too bad there are three major things that can’t be fixed about Atlanta: the state of Georgia’s politics, the city’s horrendous traffic, and most of all, its overall hot and humid weather. It was actually cold when we were there, so for that I was grateful. If not for those three major drawbacks, I could see living there.

Whiskey Bird
Whiskey Bird
Mike at Whiskey Bird
Mike at Whiskey Bird
me at Whiskey Bird
me at Whiskey Bird
yakatori at Whiskey Bird
yakatori at Whiskey Bird
Ahi Tuna Gyoza tacos and Peruvian Chicken Gyoza tacos at Whiskey Bird
Ahi Tuna Gyoza tacos and Peruvian Chicken Gyoza tacos at Whiskey Bird

Monday morning, while Mike worked a few hours, I walked in the Virginia Highland neighborhood and stopped at Ash Coffee. Once Mike finished working, we stopped together at Ash Coffee and then ran to Publix grocery store. We went out to dinner at Bar.bacoa with Alex, Jandira and Allie that night. Allie entertained us by playing hide-n-seek under her napkin. 🙂

walk through Virginia Highland
walk through Virginia Highland
the lollipop house
the lollipop house
pretty walkway
pretty walkway
VA HI (Virginia Highland)
VA HI (Virginia Highland)
Ash Coffee
Ash Coffee
Ash Coffee
Ash Coffee
Mike at Ash Coffee
Mike at Ash Coffee
me at Ash Coffee
me at Ash Coffee
Mural near Publix
Mural near Publix
mural near Publix
mural near Publix
Bar.bacoa
Bar.bacoa
Allie hides under her napkin at Bar.bacoa
Allie hides under her napkin at Bar.bacoa
Alex and Jandira at Bar.bacoa
Alex and Jandira at Bar.bacoa
Pozole at Bar.bacoa
Pozole at Bar.bacoa
tacos and pork belly at Bar.bacoa
tacos and pork belly at Bar.bacoa
Allie and Alex at Bar.bacoa
Allie and Alex at Bar.bacoa
Jandira, Alex and Allie in Virginia Highland
Jandira, Alex and Allie in Virginia Highland
me barely holding on to Allie in VA-HI
me barely holding on to Allie in VA-HI
Virginia Highland
Virginia Highland

Tuesday morning, Mike and I walked on the Beltline and then ran a bunch of last minute Christmas errands. We ordered sushi from Chin-Chin for Christmas Eve, then picked up Sarah at the airport at around 10:00 p.m. on Christmas Eve.

We had a lovely Christmas morning opening presents and having our regular Christmas brunch with the family. We played rousing games of Code Names. Allie seemed excited with all the hubbub and her new gifts.

Christmas morning
Christmas morning
me on Christmas morning
me on Christmas morning
Mike on Christmas morning
Mike on Christmas morning
Allie on Christmas morning
Allie on Christmas morning
Jandira, Alex and Allie
Jandira, Alex and Allie
Allie gets a stuffed pony
Allie gets a stuffed pony
Allie wanted to open all the gifts
Allie wanted to open all the gifts
Jandira gets an Oster Air Fryer
Jandira gets an Oster Air Fryer
Jandira, Alex and cool Allie in her sunglasses (which she broke immediately)
Jandira, Alex and cool Allie in her sunglasses (which she broke immediately)
Code Names
Code Names

Thursday morning, Mike and I took a walk on the Beltline, then we went with the family to Ponce City Market where we sampled different foods at the Food Court.

mural on the Beltline
mural on the Beltline
Dido and Allie at Ponce City Market
Dido and Allie at Ponce City Market
Coca-Cola mural in Atlanta
Coca-Cola mural in Atlanta
Allie with her new soccer ball
Allie with her new soccer ball
Jandira, me and Sarah show off our new necklaces
Jandira, me and Sarah show off our new necklaces

On Friday, our last day in Georgia, Sarah, Mike and I drove 2 hours each way to Columbus, GA, where we noshed on smoked oysters at my youngest brother Robbie’s loft apartment and then enjoyed a sushi extravaganza at Samurai, Robbie’s very generous treat. I miss celebrating the holidays with all my siblings.

Samurai Sushi in Columbus, GA
Samurai Sushi in Columbus, GA
Sarah and Robbie at Samurai Sushi
Sarah and Robbie at Samurai Sushi
Sarah, Robbie and Mike at Samurai
Sarah, Robbie and Mike at Samurai
shrimp tempura at Samurai
shrimp tempura at Samurai
Sarah and Robbie look at their giant sushi boat
Sarah and Robbie look at their giant sushi boat
me, Robbie and Sarah
me, Robbie and Sarah
Mike, me, Robbie and Sarah at Samurai
Mike, me, Robbie and Sarah at Samurai

We got take-out Turkish food from Truva on Friday night and took it to Alex and Jandira’s apartment where we hung out one last time.

Allie on her new play gym
Allie on her new play gym
Allie and Aunt Sarah
Allie and Aunt Sarah
Allie and me
Allie and me
Allie and her octopus
Allie and her octopus

We drove home straight through on Saturday the 28th with thousands of other travelers returning home. It was foggy, dreary and it felt endless, but we finally made it home safely after 11 1/2 hours (with stops along the way). We did stop at a Bucc-ee’s in Calhoun, Georgia, otherwise it was just driving on boring interstate highways. I was happy to be back home!

Mike getting beef jerky at Bucc-ee's
Mike getting beef jerky at Bucc-ee’s
me at Bucc-ee's
me at Bucc-ee’s
Bucc-ee's
Bucc-ee’s
me at Bucc-ee's
me at Bucc-ee’s

I finished seven books in December, bringing my total to 52/52, successfully achieving my reading goal for the year: My Year in Books 2024. My December favorites were Days at the Morisaki Bookshop by Satoshi Yagisawa, Territory of Light by Yūko Tsushima, and True North by Jim Harrison. We watched one movie this month: Lonely Planet on Netflix. We finished watching the series Trying and Somebody Somewhere, and continued watching Grantchester, Pachinko, Bad Sisters, Shrinking, Lincoln Lawyer, Another Self, Maestro in Blue, The Bear, and Modern Family.

Finally, we tried to enjoy our last month under President Biden’s leadership before this country goes to hell in a handbasket. Though Biden was unpopular (mainly due to his faltering age and mainstream media’s sane-washing of Trump), he accomplished so much for the American people, including the American Rescue Plan, the Bipartisan Infrastructure Bill and the Inflation Reduction Act. He stood by Ukraine in its fight for its sovereignty from Russia. Though I don’t agree with his unfettered support of Israel, believe me, it will be much worse under Trump. Biden is a genuinely good man and his service is greatly appreciated by a huge swath of Americans.

We lost a great humanitarian when Jimmy Carter died at age 100 on December 29. He was the 39th president from 1977-1981 but continued his humanitarian work through the Carter Center well into his 90s. I’m so glad President Carter died before Trump takes office on January 20, as Biden will make sure he is properly honored for his contributions to society. Luckily the flag will be flying at half-mast during Trump’s inauguration, which also falls on Martin Luther King Day. I’ll be ignoring the inauguration and instead celebrating Martin Luther King Day and mourning Jimmy Carter. That ignoramus doesn’t exist for me, and I plan to excise any news of him from my life. He will NEVER be MY president.

Our plans for travel in 2025 include trips to Nicaragua and Mexico (with an eye to living there for one year, possibly in 2026) in February-March. We are also looking into moving to Costa Rica for a year to spend time with the Nicaraguan family (we can easily cross the border from Costa Rica). I won’t be able to stay in Costa Rica longer than a year as I hate the heat. If we do move to Costa Rica, we can hopefully travel to Argentina and Chile. If we don’t move there, we hope to travel to Norway, Finland and Sweden.

I hope you’ll share how the year is panning out for you, and what plans you have for 2025. Happy New Year!

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top ten books of 2024

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 December 30, 2024

I choose many of my books for the year either based on my planned travels for the year, or from my huge book collection. On this year’s list, I picked books that took place in Colombia, Japan and Bali. I read 52 books in total, with four taking place in Colombia, four in Bali, Indonesia, 24 in Japan, and others in miscellaneous places. In all, I read some 14,600 pages. Because many of them were short Japanese books, the average length of books I read was 280 pages. I also read 5 short story collections. No wonder I don’t seem to get much else done!

Sadly I fell short in reading nonfiction, although I had many nonfiction books on my list. I hope to improve on that in 2025.

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My 2024 Reading Bookshelves

Here, you can see my 2024 Year in Books. And below are my 10 favorites + one bonus book. 🙂
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At the End of the Matinee, My Brilliant Friend, and An Artist of the Floating World

1) At the End of the Matinee by Keiichirō Hirano *****

I loved this book. The two characters, classical guitarist Satoshi Makino and journalist Yoko Komine, are deeply drawn and sympathetic. Yoko heard Makino’s music when she was younger and when she finally meets him after one of his concerts, they form an immediate bond. But they lead complicated lives; Makino lives in Tokyo but performs all over the world. He seems to be in a slump with his music and much of the story is about his struggle to revive his career and how meeting Yoko affects him and his music.

Yoko is a journalist who lives in Paris but is assigned to work in the war zone in Baghdad; she has a fiance, Richard, who seems a rather blah and superficial American. After a bomb attack in Baghdad where Yoko just misses being killed, she later finds she cannot sleep and is suffering from PTSD. She is the daughter of a Japanese woman who was on the fringes of the atomic bombing in Nagasaki and a Yugoslavian father who is a famous filmmaker. Her father was largely absent from her life, but she develops a relationship with him when she learns to speak English. His films are thought-provoking works exploring the conflicts in Yugoslavia and both Makino and Yoko find a common bond in their appreciation of his films and the musical scores to them.

The meeting between Yoko and Makino leaves a lasting impression on both of them and both of them think often of each other when apart and cannot wait to meet again. The story tells of their attempts to get together, and all the barriers that contrive to keep them apart.

2) My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante *****

Usually I never read a book after watching a movie or TV series based on it, but in this case, I found the series of My Brilliant Friend so intriguing, that I decided to read the book. This is the first of four of the “Neopolitan Novels,” and now, since I’ve seen seasons 1-3 of the series, I want to read the other books. The book gives so much more context and goes into the characters’ heads more than the series can do, so I think reading it adds much depth and understanding to the story. It tells the story of a post-war Naples neighborhood, in the 1950s and 1960s, with a focus on the close yet fraught friendship between Elena Greco, known as Lenù, and her “brilliant friend,” Raffaella Cerullo, known to Elena as Lila.

I love the writing of Elena Ferrante, pseudonymous Italian novelist, and look forward to reading more of her works.

3) An Artist of the Floating World by Kazuo Ishiguro *****

This book seems on its surface an ordinary and quoditian story about an elderly artist, Masuji Ono, and his life after World War II, as Japan is rebuilding and modeling itself on American-style democracy. He is the narrator, and a rather unreliable one at that. He draws you in, and you sympathize with him, but there is innuendo by the characters who he encounters, wispy & ephemeral suggestions, that he is not without guilt in helping to contribute to, and even encourage, the war effort in Japan.

Ono was educated in a community of artists who painted “the floating world,” that world of geisha houses, evening entertainment districts lit with lanterns, the nocturnal pleasures found in pre-War Japan. It was when Ono decided he wanted to do something more substantive and meaningful that his art seemed to delve into criticisms of the old businessmen and politicians who sent the young men to war; at another time, he ended up painting provocations against China, political posters that encouraged the war effort. His life pivoted from heroic to traitorous to heroic. His reputation became tainted, and he felt regrets over things he had done, but he insisted that what he did was suitable at that time; it was the best he could do under the circumstances. In fact many of the older generation of businessmen and politicians that sent young men to war ended up committing suicide by seppuku, in Japanese “self-disembowelment,” and it seemed some of Ono’s acquaintances and even one of his daughters seemed to suggest such might be appropriate for him.

I found Ishiguro’s writing very interesting as, in a very matter-of-fact way, he showed Ono delve into these moral dilemmas while at the same time going back in time to his artistic training, his encounters and misunderstandings with other artists. Then, in the current time, he interacts with his grandson and daughters as he tries to secure his youngest daughter’s marriage and his own reputation.

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The Sound of Things Fallling and Mad Honey

4) The Sound of Things Falling by Juan Gabriel Vásquez *****

The sound of things falling: people getting shot on the street, airplanes falling out of the sky, a whole society falling prey to violence due to political factions and drug cartels. In this excellent novel, young lawyer Antonio Yammara looks back on the insane world of Colombia in the 1980s when Pablo Escobar was at war with Colombia’s government forces and seemed to rule the country with his Medellín drug cartels, his assassinations, and his terrorist attacks. Pablo Escobar was finally shot in 1993, ridding the country of what had been a long shadow over its history.

Pablo Escobar once had a zoo called Hacienda Nápoles, from which a hippo had escaped in 2007; the hippo was shot dead in the middle of 2009, when this story begins. This incident brings back a memory to Antonio, that of a man named Ricardo Laverde, a pilot, who seemed unassuming and even meek upon their meeting. It wasn’t long before Laverde was murdered on the street while Antonio was walking with him; Antonio also took a bullet but wasn’t killed. This incident led him to investigate Laverde’s life, which led him to discover disturbing things about him and about Colombia all the way back to the 1960s.

I love the way this book is written, although the timeline is a bit difficult to follow. The story is told in a straightforward manner and the reader is spurred on the learn more about Ricardo Laverde and how knowing this man impacted Antonio’s life, as well as how Pablo Escobar’s power tragically affected an entire generation.

5) Strange Weather in Tokyo by Hiromi Kawakami (Kindle)*****

I loved the feeling I got while reading this novel, so I was sad when it came to an end. Just like the one semester I lived alone in Japan, teaching English at a university, I experienced a certain feeling of bliss and contentment by simply immersing myself in Japan. It’s a feeling of basking in solitude and in nature, in losing oneself in the tastes and textures of food and drink… and in soaking up the overall atmosphere and even melting into it. Like the main character, from whose viewpoint the story is told, Tsukiko, I was middle aged (actually quite older than her 38 years), and walked home to my tiny apartment each evening, stopping at least a couple times a week at a cozy wood-paneled bar to imbibe in a drink and eat the delectable fish prepared with great care by the owner. I didn’t meet anyone else there, except the friendly bar owner, who could speak a bit of English.

Tsukiko, on the other hand, goes often to a bar, Saturo’s, where she mainly eats and drinks (a lot) alone, but from time to time sits at the bar near “Sensei,” an old teacher (30 years her senior) of hers from high school. At first their relationship echoes their student-teacher relationship, with Sensei gently chastising Tsukiko for not paying attention to certain lessons in school. He recites Haiku to her and tells her his impressions of her as his long-ago student. Soon, Sensei reveals his interests to Tsukiko, inviting her to see his old battery collection or to go mushroom hunting. Tsukiko herself doesn’t seem to have many interests of her own, but finds Sensei to be dignified & old-fashioned, and she finds the way he appreciates simple things intriguing. She even admits of herself: “…as the years passed, I turned into quite a childlike person. I suppose I just wasn’t able to ally myself with time.”

They slowly develop feelings for each other, but these feelings take their sweet time to bloom. The slow-motion building of their emotional connection is fascinating to watch. They even go periods of time without seeing each other, and later, after Tsukiko confesses her love to Sensei, she goes to great lengths to avoid him, telling herself not to hope for any reciprocal feelings from him.

Both characters live lonely existences, but they don’t seem to mind being alone. They both think they’re perfectly happy being alone, but when they become closer, they add a depth and richness to each other’s lives that they couldn’t have imagined.

This could be a book I return to many times, just to recapture that feeling I had while living in Japan, a feeling I hope to recapture this fall as I return to Japan without having to work there. I hope to be able to bask in the feelings of contentment I felt when I was there before.

6) Mad Honey by Jodi Picoult & Jenniver Finney Boylan *****

I was intrigued by this book from the beginning, and I loved the way the co-authors started with the day of the alleged murder of a girl, Lily Campanello, and then went backwards in time and forward in time from that day, slowly unraveling any preconceived notions the reader might develop along the way. It turns out Asher McAfee was Lily’s boyfriend of only 3 months. He was found in Lily’s house holding Lily, who passed out with a bash to the head; shortly thereafter Lily dies. Asher becomes the prime suspect in her murder.

The story is told from the points of view of Asher’s mother, Olivia McAfee, a beekeeper who many years ago left an abusive relationship after hiding bruises for years, and from the victim Lily’s point of view in the months leading up to her death. Secrets are revealed, about Lily’s gender transformation, about Asher’s violent temper, about Olivia’s constant excuse-making in her marriage about her husband Braden’s abuse of her.

The story moved quickly and kept me engrossed. It is a long read, but I found it intriguing. I also learned a lot about marital abuse, beekeeping, and transgender identities and struggles.

I thank Random House Publishing Group-Ballantine for the ARC.

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The Samurai’s Garden and All the Lovers in the Night

7) All the Lovers in the Night by Mieko Kawakami *****

How I love stories set in Japan that revolve around lonely people who blithely live their lives, come to a realization that something needs to change, and try, however tenuously, to connect with other people. I’ve read a number of similarly-themed books in various forms with different characters, yet all of them are unique because of the circumstances and people. In this case, the protagonist Fuyuko Irie is a proofreader in her late 30s who doesn’t connect with the people in her office, so when she is offered the chance to become a freelancer and work from home, she happily accepts the offer. However, working from home isolates her even more.

When Fuyuko realizes eventually that her life has nothing to it, that she cannot even speak to her boss Hijiri about anything of interest in her life, she decides something needs to change. She begins drinking at all times of day. She looks into taking some classes at a cultural center, but after several unsuccessful attempts, she passes out and loses her bag. A kind man in his 50s, Mitsutsuka, helps her when her bag can’t be recovered and they end up meeting in a cafe sporadically, then once a week, and finally twice a week, with some periods interspersed where Fuyuko backs off, fearing her intensifying feelings, and doesn’t show up. Fuyuko thinks often of Mitsutsuka yet she knows nothing about him except that he is a high school physics teacher. They both have an interest in light, and Mitsutsuka teaches her everything he knows about light. I love how the author uses light imagery and nature as reflections of Fuyuko’s ever-deepening feelings.

Fuyuko has a small circle of women friends, one from high school, Noriko, who is married with children but never has sex with her husband and is convinced he is cheating on her. Noriko is also having an affair. Fuyuko’s only other woman friend is her boss Hijiri, who is an intense, hard-working woman who sleeps with men whenever it suits her. Often, Fuyuko remains quiet when talking with them because her life has nothing in it except her work, her loneliness and the bad memory of a sexual assault in her senior year of high school. In much of the book, I think Fuyuko is trying to figure out her role as a woman in modern Japanese society, and to find her place amidst the expectations society has of women.

I loved all the layers in this book, and felt emotionally invested in Fuyuko’s life. Just my kind of story.

8) The Samurai’s Garden by Gail Tsukiyama *****

I adored this Japanese novel with its Zen-like quality and the quiet characters. Stephen is a young Chinese man whose parents have sent him from his home in Hong Kong to his family’s seaside home in Tarumi, Japan in September of 1937. They want him to have time to rest and recover from tuberculosis at this quiet town with its sea breezes. The caretaker of the family home is Matsu, an older Japanese man of few words. One day he takes Stephen for a walk to Yamaguchi, a small remote village where a colony of lepers has been forced to live in isolation. There Stephen is introduced to Sachi, a once beautiful woman, whose face (half of it) has been severely disfigured by leprosy. Stephen can see Sachi’s beauty, a beauty that radiates from within as well as the parts of her that are not disfigured. He watches as Matsu comes alive around Sachi. Later, in the village of Tarumi, they meet Kenzo, Matsu’s childhood friend who had once loved Sachi but abandoned her after she was afflicted with leprosy.

Stephen also meets a beautiful young woman, Keiko, who he yearns to connect with. He only meets her a few times but it is obvious there is a bond between them. However, as Stephen is Chinese, he is forbidden to see Keiko by her father during these tense years while Japan is invading China (beginning July 7, 1937), destroying everything in the Imperial Army’s path.

Besides the war in China looming over Stephen’s stay, his mother has informed him by letter that Stephen’s father, an international businessman, has a Japanese woman who he lives with in Kobe. When Stephen confronts his father about this, his father says he’s in love with the Japanese woman and refuses to leave her, but he will never abandon his family.

Between the stresses of the war news and the father’s infidelity, and the clash that inevitably occurs when Kenzo realizes that Matsu and Sachi are seemingly in love, Stephen tries to find peace in his deepening appreciation of the Japanese garden that Matsu so lovingly tends, in the sea and swimming, and in his growing friendship with Matsu and Sachi. It is a heartwarming story of a young man’s awakening to both the horrors and blessings of the world.

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The Authenticity Project by Clare Pooley

9) The Authenticity Project by Clare Pooley *****

I really enjoyed this book. First, I always love a story told from different points of view and moving forward in time. I like the premise, that a person writes something authentic and revealing about himself in a book titled “The Authenticity Project,” and then leaves the book for other people to find it and do what they will with it. The first author in The Authenticity Project is Julian, a 79-year-old man who reveals his loneliness after his wife Mary died; after he writes his story and leaves the book in Monica’s coffee shop, we learn about Monica. Then Hazard, then Riley, then Alice, and so on and so forth. It was a pleasure to read about this little band of people who come together in the material world and form a community, such a refreshing and rare (in this day and age) coming together of people in real life.

In the Acknowledgments, the author tells how she was an addict and in trying to get sober, she started a blog, telling of her struggles and revealing her authentic self. I too write a blog and have revealed much of myself through various blogs over a 14-year period. You do form a community of sorts when you are authentic in telling your truth and in being open to others. Still, I like the community that is formed around Monica and wish for more of that myself, in real life. 🙂

10) Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami (Kindle) ****

I always enjoy a quiet Japanese read, and although this story is quiet, there is a deep undercurrent of emotion, pain and heartbreak. Toru Watanabe immerses himself in memories of his first love, Naoko, the girlfriend of his best friend Kizuki, who committed suicide. Toru doesn’t seem to have much going on in his life; for some reason people befriend him but he doesn’t understand why. He’s certainly not someone with a strong and decisive personality. He doesn’t know why but he somehow became a third wheel to Naoko and Kizuki, who were a couple when they were in high school. Toru doesn’t understand why Kizuki killed himself, and hadn’t noticed any hints that he might do such a thing.

After Kizuki’s suicide, Toru tries to be there for Naoko, but she is struggling with her own mental health issues and in fact stays of her own accord in a kind of self-healing place with an older woman and other societal misfits who also have emotional issues. There are apparently no doctors at this facility and it seems it is like a commune removed from the real world. And the “patients” expect to be healed by the community and by themselves from their emotional traumas.

Toru seems disillusioned by the world, has no direction until he decides to to man up and be whatever Naoko needs him to be. But Naoko really doesn’t seem to need him or want to improve her life. She says she wants to be better, but she has been too devastated by Kisuki’s death, as they were close since they were children. She seems unable to escape her grief. It is frustrating for Toru, and for the reader, that she is so aloof and unreachable.

Overall, I liked the story, which took place in the late 1960s mostly in Tokyo, with a lot of musical references like the Beatles’ “Norwegian Wood,” thus the title.

BONUS: Special Interest Book:
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The Way of the 88 Temples: Journeys on the Shikoku Pilgrimage

The Way of the 88 Temples: Journeys on the Shikoku Pilgrimage by Robert C. Sibley *****

This is an excellent account of author Robert C. Sibley’s experience of walking the 1,400km Shikoku 88-temple pilgrimage in Japan. He describes his reason for walking the pilgrimage at first as “escapist”; he wanted “to escape the confines of everyday life.” He admitted he wasn’t a Buddhist; however, pilgrimages have a way of changing people, and he was open to finding a “spiritual sensibility.” Sibley had completed the Camino de Santiago in Spain already (as I have), and this was another quest for him. He wove together interactions with his companions and other henro (pilgrims) he met along the way, Japanese culture, landscape and food, and finally the proper ways to approach and offer prayers in each temple.

He met a Japanese father and son, Shūji and Jun, who were walking together in hopes of solving the son’s “problems.” They became friends on the trail, although it wasn’t until deep into the pilgrimage that Sibley found out the extent of the family’s struggles. He also met another Japanese man, Tanaka-san, who was walking to “fill an emptiness in his heart.” Together, the four of them completed the pilgrimage despite many struggles and blessings along the way.

I don’t think from his descriptions that I could walk such a pilgrimage with all of the mountains on this pilgrimage route. But it was wonderful to share in his experience by reading about it. It seemed a wonderful experience.

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Did you read any great books this year? What were some of your favorites?

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ubud, bali: balinese art, a water palace, yoga, massages, touristy rice terraces & utter chaos

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 December 18, 2024
Arrival in Ubud

Thursday, September 26, 2024:  Kadek drove us this morning from Sidemen to Ubud, another 1 1/2 hour chaotic drive. We arrived at our hotel to the west of Ubud’s center, The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience.

a beautiful building seen on the way to Ubud
a beautiful building seen on the way to Ubud
The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience

We dropped our luggage since it was too early to check in and promptly went out to eat lunch at the vegan Alchemy. Mike had a jackfruit “tuna” sandwich and I had a “halloumi” and beet salad. I got a dragon fruit kombucha and Mike a mango. Alchemy had a cool “modern hippie” vibe with a cozy and meditative feeling.

Alchemy
Alchemy
me at Alchemy
me at Alchemy
“halloumi” and beet salad
“halloumi” and beet salad
jackfruit “tuna” sandwich
jackfruit “tuna” sandwich

We tried to walk into Ubud’s center but we didn’t quite make it. We would need to start earlier to actually explore the center. It was a chaotic scene and walking from our hotel was about 1 1/2km just to the outskirts of Ubud. It seemed quite dangerous to walk with hardly any shoulder and cars and motorbikes whizzing about to and fro. We definitely needed to acclimate to Ubud after the laid back vibes of Sidemen. I was not at all prepared for the chaos that is Ubud, and Bali in general!

Making our way back to the hotel, we stopped into a hole-in-the-wall shop where I found a lightweight pair of tie-dyed pants; they cost 50,000 Indonesian rupiah, about $3.10, and since they were too long, the shopkeeper said she would hem them overnight and I could return the next day to pick them up.  I knew I could use them even in Japan, where we could see it was forecast to be hot for the foreseeable future when we returned there on Monday. I also bought a lightweight flowy skirt which I wore out to dinner and would get a lot of use out of for the next 3+ weeks. We had both packed a bunch of fall clothes which we never used and which were dead weight in our suitcases.

We finally checked into the hotel and relaxed a bit before heading out for dinner.

chaotic Ubud
chaotic Ubud
chaotic Ubud
chaotic Ubud
chaotic Ubud
chaotic Ubud
the pants I bought for the continuing hot weather
the pants I bought for the continuing hot weather
our room at The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
our room at The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience

We had a lovely dinner Thursday night, our first night in Ubud, at La Luz Mexican restaurant. Shrimp tacos for me, Carne Asado tacos for Mike and a chocolate lava cake with ice cream to share. 🙏🏻 The food scene in Ubud seemed quite diverse and impressive, and we were lucky in our west-end neighborhood to have a good number of choices.

La Luz Mexican restaurant in Ubud
La Luz Mexican restaurant in Ubud
me at La Luz Mexican restaurant
me at La Luz Mexican restaurant
Carne Asado tacos
Carne Asado tacos
shrimp tacos
shrimp tacos
chocolate lava cake with ice cream
chocolate lava cake with ice cream
Mike and our shared dessert
Mike and our shared dessert
La Luz Mexican restaurant
La Luz Mexican restaurant

Steps: 9,581; Miles 4.05. Weather Hi 86°, Lo 70°. Mostly cloudy.

Friday, September 27: On Friday morning, we enjoyed a poolside buffet breakfast at The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience.

pool at The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
pool at The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
breakfast at The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
breakfast at The Hava Ubud A Pramana Experience
me at breakfast
me at breakfast

The Agung Rai Museum of Art (ARMA)

After breakfast, we took a Gojek to The Agung Rai Museum of Art (ARMA) in Ubud, which is at the southern end of Ubud. We were to the west of the center, and it usually didn’t pay to take any kind of vehicle into the town because of the gnarly traffic. However, since we got an early start, the traffic wasn’t too bad. We arrived at the museum before it had opened.

Founded by Agung Rai, a Balinese who devoted his life to the preservation and development of Balinese art and culture, the museum was officially opened on June 9, 1996.

The major goals of the ARMA Museum are, according to the website, to:

1) To collect and preserve artworks

2) To develop and preserve the art of painting, sculpture, dance, music, and various other cultural art forms

3) To provide means and infrastructure for the local society to learn various artistic skills.

ARMA
ARMA
me at ARMA
me at ARMA
Mike at ARMA
Mike at ARMA
Mike at ARMA
Mike at ARMA
the grounds of ARMA
the grounds of ARMA
entrance to the Bale Daja - Main Exhibition Area at ARMA
entrance to the Bale Daja – Main Exhibition Area at ARMA

We started our visit at the Bale Daja – Main Exhibition Area. In this area we found a huge cross-generational exhibition that served as a tribute to the painter I Nyoman Ngendon (c. 1913-1947). Ngendon was a key figure in the Batuan art movement. His works, characterized by their unique style and thematic depth, are revered in the art community. The exhibition sought to honor his contributions while showcasing the dynamic continuity of Batuan’s artistic tradition across generations.

The Batuan painting style, which originated in the village of Batuan south of Ubud, is intricate and rich with detail. Paintings can show a whole village and often reflect gods, temples, religious ceremonies, mythical illustrations, and everyday scenes from people’s lives.

The stories in the paintings can evolve, much as people’s lives do. Many intriguing paintings show multiple small scenes on the same canvas: people doing household chores, children playing, people participating in ceremonies, and sometimes historical events or tourists enjoying their vacations.

The collection ranges from traditional to contemporary, including classical Kamasan painting on tree bark, masterpieces by Batuan artists of the 1930s and 1940s and the only works to be seen on the island of Bali by 19th century Javanese artist Raden Saleh and Syarif Bustaman.

A couple of paintings were of interest in contemporary times. One, “Lion Floating Happily” by I Ketut Sadia (b. 1966), depicts an airplane accident of April 13, 2013: “An Indonesian plane carrying more than 100 passengers broke in two after missing the runway at Bali airport and landing in the sea, leaving dozens injured but no fatalities.”

Another depicts the sinking of the Titanic, in Balinese fashion. 🙂 “RMS Titanic” was painted in 2015 by I Ketut Sadia (b. 1966). The Titanic was the world’s largest and most luxurious ship at the time it launched. She was on her maiden voyage from Southampton to New York when she struck an iceberg off Newfoundland on the night of April 14, 1912 at 23:40 and sank in the morning of 15 April 1912. The painting depicts the iceberg and the sinking ship, but shows half-naked Balinese people coming to the rescue.

ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Palau Bali 2014 by Wayan Bendi
Palau Bali 2014 by Wayan Bendi
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Lumba - Lumba 2020 by Pande Made Martin
Lumba – Lumba 2020 by Pande Made Martin
ARMA
ARMA
Pemburu Surga 2021 by I Wayan Aris Samanta
Pemburu Surga 2021 by I Wayan Aris Samanta
Candi Mendut 2011 by I Gede Widiantara
Candi Mendut 2011 by I Gede Widiantara
Jalan Rusak 2023 by I Wayan Malik
Jalan Rusak 2023 by I Wayan Malik
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Cremation Ceremony in Bali 2019 by Ni Nyoman Merti
Cremation Ceremony in Bali 2019 by Ni Nyoman Merti
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Kamasan painting on tree bark
Kamasan painting on tree bark
Smara is Burnt to Death, Anonymous 2008
Smara is Burnt to Death, Anonymous 2008
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Fisherman c. 1980s by Ida Bagus Nyoman Rai
Fisherman c. 1980s by Ida Bagus Nyoman Rai
Rajapala c. 1980s by Ida Bagus Nyoman Rai
Rajapala c. 1980s by Ida Bagus Nyoman Rai
Lion Floating Happily by I Ketut Sadia
Lion Floating Happily by I Ketut Sadia
RMS Titanic c. 2015 by I Ketut Sadia
RMS Titanic c. 2015 by I Ketut Sadia
ARMA
ARMA
Mandala c. 1980s by I Dewa Nyoman Batuan
Mandala c. 1980s by I Dewa Nyoman Batuan
Bubuk Syah and Gagak Aking c. 1970s by I Dewa Nyoman Leper
Bubuk Syah and Gagak Aking c. 1970s by I Dewa Nyoman Leper
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA

Foreign artists who lived and worked in Bali are represented by Willem Gerard Hofker, Rudolf Bonnet, and Willem Dooijewaard among others.

The works of German painter Walter Spies (1895-1942) have a special place in the collection because of his important contribution to the development of Balinese arts. He influenced Balinese art, along with his partner Dutch artist Rudolf Bonnet, through an artist cooperative which provided guidance to local painters and developed a market for their work. He met his early death when a ship carrying World War II deportees from Bali to Ceylon was bombed by the Japanese in 1942.

Village Street, 1929 by Walter Spies
Village Street, 1929 by Walter Spies
Preanger Landscape, 1923 by Walter Spies
Preanger Landscape, 1923 by Walter Spies
River Landscape with Herdsman and Cows, 1938 by Walter Spies
River Landscape with Herdsman and Cows, 1938 by Walter Spies

Visitors received a complimentary coffee or tea at the ARMA museum when they bought a ticket. We stopped for cool drinks in the coffee shop before tackling the Modern art at the museum. None of the museums in Bali were air conditioned, at least none that we encountered.

grounds of ARMA
grounds of ARMA
cafe at ARMA
cafe at ARMA
me in an Indonesian doorway
me in an Indonesian doorway
our young server at the cafe among orchids
our young server at the cafe among orchids
our cool resfreshing drinks
our cool resfreshing drinks
Mike and me at ARMA
Mike and me at ARMA
cafe at ARMA
cafe at ARMA

Prominent are works by Balinese masters such as I Gusti Nyoman Lempad, Ida Bagus Made, Anak Agung Gede Sobrat and I Gusti Made Deblog.

Modern Art collection
Modern Art collection
Wanita Malamun (Pensive Woman) by I Made Djima
Wanita Malamun (Pensive Woman) by I Made Djima
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Portrait of Agung Rai Suartini by Srihadi Soedarsono
Portrait of Agung Rai Suartini by Srihadi Soedarsono
ARMA
ARMA
Pembakaran Mayat (Cremation) c. 1979 by Raden Roedyat Martadiradja
Pembakaran Mayat (Cremation) c. 1979 by Raden Roedyat Martadiradja
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Bangsawan Jawa (Portrait of a Javanese Nobleman and His Wife, 1837, by Raden Saleh Sjarief Bustaman
Bangsawan Jawa (Portrait of a Javanese Nobleman and His Wife, 1837, by Raden Saleh Sjarief Bustaman
Harvest Season by Auke Cornelis Sonnega
Harvest Season by Auke Cornelis Sonnega
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
Priest by Genevieve Couteau
Priest by Genevieve Couteau
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA

I was enamored by one painting at ARMA, but I sadly don’t know the artist. The details of this huge painting are below.

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painting at ARMA

details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA
details of painting at ARMA

In a pavilion on the grounds, we found paintings done by teenagers. The grounds of the museum were lovely and we enjoyed strolling around.

Modern Art collection
Modern Art collection
ARMA grounds
ARMA grounds
pavilion at ARMA
pavilion at ARMA
Segara Renjanaa 2024 by Ni Luh Pratiwi
Segara Renjanaa 2024 by Ni Luh Pratiwi
ARMA
ARMA
ARMA pavilion
ARMA pavilion
ARMA grounds
ARMA grounds
ARMA pavilion
ARMA pavilion
ARMA grounds
ARMA grounds
ARMA grounds
ARMA grounds
Balinese man playing xylophone
Balinese man playing xylophone

With the ticket to the ARMA Museum, we were able to walk around the ARMA Resort, which was quite lovely.

ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
lotus at ARMA Resort
lotus at ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort
ARMA Resort

Ubud Center

We waited a long time for a Gojek and by that time we had to wait in traffic to get to Ubud’s center. We stumbled quite by accident into the Café Lotus, where we found amazing views of the Ubud Water Palace without having to pay the entrance fee. We intended to go inside the actual Water Palace, but we were too tired and hot to attempt it on Friday. At the cafe, we enjoyed a yummy lunch of Indonesian spring rolls, Gado-Gado (Indonesian-style salad with steamed vegetables, tomato, fried bean cake, tofu, boiled egg, crackers and peanut sauce), and Spiced Pumpkin Soup.

After our wanders in Ubud’s center, we traipsed back to the hotel to enjoy the hot afternoon at the pool. We passed a warning sign for skinny people on the way to the hotel.

Café Lotus with view of Ubud Water Palace
Café Lotus with view of Ubud Water Palace
view of Ubud Water Palace from Café Lotus
view of Ubud Water Palace from Café Lotus
lunch at Café Lotus
lunch at Café Lotus
Indonesian spring rolls, Gado-Gado (Indonesian-style salad with steamed vegetables, tomato, fried bean cake, tofu, boiled egg, crackers and peanut sauce), and Spiced Pumpkin Soup
Indonesian spring rolls, Gado-Gado (Indonesian-style salad with steamed vegetables, tomato, fried bean cake, tofu, boiled egg, crackers and peanut sauce), and Spiced Pumpkin Soup
Mike at Café Lotus
Mike at Café Lotus
Spiced Pumpkin Soup
Spiced Pumpkin Soup
me at Café Lotus
me at Café Lotus
Gado-Gado (Indonesian-style salad with steamed vegetables, tomato, fried bean cake, tofu, boiled egg, crackers and peanut sauce)
Gado-Gado (Indonesian-style salad with steamed vegetables, tomato, fried bean cake, tofu, boiled egg, crackers and peanut sauce)
view of Ubud Water Palace from Café Lotus
view of Ubud Water Palace from Café Lotus
view of Ubud Water Palace from Café Lotus
view of Ubud Water Palace from Café Lotus
view of Ubud Water Palace from Café Lotus
view of Ubud Water Palace from Café Lotus
sign seen as we walked back to our hotel from Ubud's center
sign seen as we walked back to our hotel from Ubud’s center

The Hava Ubud

After lounging around at our hotel pool in the hot afternoon, we went out to Tygr Sushi for dinner. I enjoyed a dragon roll and Mike a HEAVENLY: Teriyaki Jackfruit, Cucumber, Tempura Asparagus / Marinated Tomato, Vegan Mayo, Crispy Sweet Potato. Mike got an ice cream for dessert: chocolate & mango.

Tygr Sushi
Tygr Sushi
Tygr Sushi
Tygr Sushi
dragon roll
dragon roll
HEAVENLY: Teriyaki Jackfruit, Cucumber, Tempura Asparagus / Marinated Tomato, Vegan Mayo, Crispy Sweet Potato
HEAVENLY: Teriyaki Jackfruit, Cucumber, Tempura Asparagus / Marinated Tomato, Vegan Mayo, Crispy Sweet Potato
Mike at Tygr Sushi
Mike at Tygr Sushi
pool at our hotel
pool at our hotel
me back at the hotel in my new $3 pants
me back at the hotel in my new $3 pants

Steps: 9,278; Miles 3.92. Weather Hi 86°, Lo 71°. Some rain.

Ubud Center: Ubud Palace, Ubud Water Palace, & Museum Puri Lukisan

Saturday, September 28: Saturday morning we caught a Gojek to the center of Ubud. After the driver dropped us off, we passed by a group of women making the many offerings to the gods that are seen throughout Bali. We also passed a huge parking area for motorbikes, ever ubiquitous in town.

women preparing offerings
women preparing offerings
motorcycle parking lot
motorcycle parking lot

We wandered through the Ubud Market, but we didn’t see anything of interest.

We wandered around Ubud Palace, or Puri Saren Agung, a royal palace built in the early 1800s. It is one of the oldest, most well-preserved palaces in the area. It was originally built to house Ubud’s royal family, but as time went on it became a cultural and artistic center. Visitors are only allowed to walk around in a small area and the temple in the complex is off-limits to tourists.

gamelan at Ubud Palace
gamelan at Ubud Palace
me at Ubud Palace
me at Ubud Palace
Ubud Palace, or  Puri Saren Agung
Ubud Palace, or  Puri Saren Agung
Ubud Palace
Ubud Palace
Ubud Palace
Ubud Palace
Ubud Palace
Ubud Palace
Mike at Ubud Palace
Mike at Ubud Palace
Ubud Palace
Ubud Palace

After Ubud Palace we properly visited Pura Taman Saraswati, officially Pura Taman Kemuda Saraswati, also known as the Ubud Water Palace. It is a Balinese Hindu temple in Ubud. The pura is dedicated to the goddess Sarasvati, revered as the goddess of knowledge, education, learning, arts, speech, poetry, music, purity, language and culture. Pura Taman Saraswati is notable for its lotus pond.

Visitors are required to wear a sarong and jacket so everyone there is wearing the same thing. It’s a fun place for photo ops but there really isn’t much to it other than the lotus pond and the cool palace architecture.

Mike at Pura Taman Saraswati, or Ubud Water Palace
Mike at Pura Taman Saraswati, or Ubud Water Palace
Mike at Ubud Water Palace
Mike at Ubud Water Palace
me at Ubud Water Palace
me at Ubud Water Palace
Ubud Water Palace
Ubud Water Palace
me at Ubud Water Palace
me at Ubud Water Palace
Ubud Water Palace
Ubud Water Palace
the king and queen at Ubud Water Palace
the king and queen at Ubud Water Palace
the king and queen at Ubud Water Palace
the king and queen at Ubud Water Palace
Ubud Water Palace
Ubud Water Palace
Mike at Ubud Water Palace
Mike at Ubud Water Palace
me at Ubud Water Palace
me at Ubud Water Palace

We stopped for a coffee at Café Lotus, where we continued to enjoy views of the Ubud Water Palace.

We visited Museum Puri Lukisan, set in a well-tended garden and showcasing some fabulous Balinese art. In front of the museum a Balinese dance was taking place for some kind of Palestinian support group. We had to walk past the performance to get to the museum, so we got to watch a bit of the performance.

Mike at our coffee break at Café Lotus
Mike at our coffee break at Café Lotus
Balinese dance
Balinese dance
Balinese dance
Balinese dance
Balinese dance
Balinese dance
Balinese dancers
Balinese dancers

Below is one of my favorite paintings from Museum Puri Lukisan with details. Sadly I didn’t get the artist information.

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a painting at Museum Puri Lukisan

Here are details from the painting.

details of painting at Museum Puri Lukisan
details of painting at Museum Puri Lukisan
details of painting at Museum Puri Lukisan
details of painting at Museum Puri Lukisan
details of painting at Museum Puri Lukisan
details of painting at Museum Puri Lukisan
details of painting at Museum Puri Lukisan
details of painting at Museum Puri Lukisan

Below is a sample of Balinese art from Museum Puri Lukisan in Ubud.

Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
painting by Walter Spies
painting by Walter Spies
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
Museum Puri Lukisan collection
grounds at Museum Puri Lukisan
grounds at Museum Puri Lukisan

We went to eat lunch after our visit to the museum. Mike felt like it was this lunch, or the ice in the drinks, that gave us stomach problems over the next several days.

me at lunch
me at lunch
our lunch
our lunch
Mike at lunch
Mike at lunch

Back to The Hava Ubud neighborhood: massages, yoga and pool time

We enjoyed deep tissue massages at 1:00 Saturday  at Sari Laba. We liked them so much, we booked massages for Sunday, our last day in Ubud, as well.

After our massages, we relaxed by the pool until time for our 4:00 yoga class.

masseuses at Sari Laba Traditional Massage
masseuses at Sari Laba Traditional Massage
Mike at Sari Laba Traditional Massage
Mike at Sari Laba Traditional Massage
pool at The Hava Ubud
pool at The Hava Ubud
pool at The Hava Ubud
pool at The Hava Ubud
pool at The Hava Ubud
pool at The Hava Ubud

We went to a restorative yoga “Air Class” at Alchemy. It was supposed to be for beginners but some of the challenging poses, held for way too long in my opinion, were too much for my stiff joints and especially my knees. Still, the experience had a nice ambiance.

Alchemy yoga studio
Alchemy yoga studio
restorative yoga “Air Class” at Alchemy
restorative yoga “Air Class” at Alchemy
me at Alchemy
me at Alchemy
Mike at Alchemy
Mike at Alchemy
Mike at Alchemy
Mike at Alchemy
me on the grounds of Alchemy
me on the grounds of Alchemy
Alchemy yoga studio
Alchemy yoga studio
me at the entrance to Alchemy
me at the entrance to Alchemy

We enjoyed our fanciest dinner in Ubud at Brie Restaurant & Cheesery.  A corn & prawn soup came out with fog rising mystically around it. I enjoyed burrata with zucchini pancakes and Mike got tagliatelle with smoked salmon. The staff was very cute with their black & white striped t-shirts and little black berets. They even did a coordinated dance to welcome all the guests. They had a singer on the 2nd floor (we were on the first). Downstairs we were serenaded by a playlist that included “Hamdouchia (Yamil Remix)” by Amine K (Moroko Loko) and “Free to Love” by Eighty Project. It was an upscale experience but Mike thought it was rather overrated and expensive.

appetizer at tagliatelle with smoked salmon
appetizer at tagliatelle with smoked salmon
corn & prawn soup
corn & prawn soup
Mike at Brie Restaurant & Cheesery
Mike at Brie Restaurant & Cheesery
tagliatelle with smoked salmon
tagliatelle with smoked salmon
me at Brie Restaurant & Cheesery
me at Brie Restaurant & Cheesery
burrata with zucchini pancakes
burrata with zucchini pancakes
singer at Brie Restaurant & Cheesery
singer at Brie Restaurant & Cheesery

Steps: 7,693; Miles 3.25. Weather Hi 87°, Lo 73°. Some rain.

Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace

Sunday, September 29: Sunday morning, our last morning in Bali, we enjoyed our last leisurely breakfast at the pool. We would be leaving for the airport at around 8:00 p.m. for our 12:20 a.m. flight on Monday morning, so we had kept our room for 4 nights so that we could rest and take a nap in the afternoon before our overnight flight. Thus we could relax in our room or at the pool.

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breakfast bar at The Hava Ubud

After breakfast, we went about a half-hour north of Ubud to Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace. This is really a small and touristy rice terrace, with all kinds of swings and photo settings. The site doesn’t even come close to the Longji Rice Terraces in Guangxi, China, the best I have seen in all my travels around Asia.

Tegalalang Rice Terrace has been cited as a UNESCO World Heritage Site. I found it quite a disappointment as it was small and too touristy for me.

A traditional irrigation system is still being used in the terraces today. It was started in the 8th century. The water comes from surrounding rivers & mountains. Farmers built water canals to allow the water to flow from one field to the other.

entrance to Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
entrance to Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
me at a photo spot at Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
me at a photo spot at Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
another corny photo
another corny photo
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace
Ceking Rice Terrace, aka Tegalalang Rice Terrace

Nestled at the base of Mount Batukaru in the central highlands, the Jatiluwih rice terraces are supposedly more impressive than the Tegalalang terraces. They are a full 600 hectares. However, getting there would have been a 1 1/2 hour drive each way from Ubud. We’d already spent enough time driving around on Bali’s congested & derelict roads, so we didn’t make the trek to Jatiluwih.

Instead we spent the rest of the day having a nice lunch at Alchemy, getting massages again, sitting by the pool, and finally relaxing in our room in preparation for our overnight flight back to Narita in Japan.

Departing Ubud and returning to Narita, Japan

We left for Bali’s airport in Denpasar directly from Ubud, which was about a 2 hour drive in the congested traffic. Our flight back to Japan was at 12:20 a.m. on Monday, September 30, but of course we had to arrive Sunday night by 9:20. There was utter chaos at the Bali airport. I wore the Tsumagojuku t-shirt I bought in the Japan Alps when we were there in mid-September. I wanted something comfortable so that I could hopefully sleep on the plane.

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me in my Tsumagojuku t-shirt at the Denpasar Bali Airport

Steps: 10,381; Miles 4.39. Weather Hi 87°, Lo 73°. Partly cloudy.

Monday, September 30: We boarded our Garuda Indonesia flight and took off around 12:20 a.m. bound for Narita, Japan. I was so happy to be returning to Japan after dealing with the chaos and endless heat and humidity of Bali. I believe overall that Bali is overhyped and after visiting there, I have pretty much sworn off any more of southeast Asia. I’ve been already to Myanmar (my favorite), Vietnam, Thailand, Cambodia (another favorite), India, Singapore, and now Bali, and everywhere I’ve been has been hot, humid, & chaotic (Singapore wasn’t chaotic but was miserably hot and humid). However, that being said, I have always found the food in southeast Asia to be excellent, especially in Vietnam, Thailand, and Cambodia. The food scene in Ubud was especially good, with much ethnic diversity and vegetarian and vegan options. I adored the art and palaces (architecture) in Bali, but it was frustrating that there was rarely a place to escape the heat, even in museums.

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sidemen, bali: of palaces, rice fields & relaxing vibes

wanderessence1025's avatar wanderessence1025 December 11, 2024
Jimbaran to Semarapura: The Klungkung Palace

Monday, September 23, 2024: We left the Movenpick in Jimbaran at 9:00 a.m. Monday and began our two-hour traffic-congested drive to Sidemen on Bali’s east side, where we planned to spend three nights. Our driver Katur made an agreed-upon stop for us at The Klungkung Palace, officially Puri Agung Semarapura, a historical building complex situated in Semarapura, the capital of the Klungkung Regency (kabupaten).

The palace (puri) was erected at the end of the 17th century, but largely destroyed during the Dutch colonial conquest of 1908. Today the basic remains of the palace are the court of justice, the Kertha Gosa Pavilion, and the main gate that bears the date Saka 1622 (AD 1700). Within the old palace compound is also a floating pavilion, the Bale Kembang. The descendants of the rajas that once ruled Klungkung today live in Puri Agung, a residence to the west of the old palace, which was built after 1929.

We were easy targets for the insistent touts who successfully sold us sarongs, which we wore for our photos despite them not really being necessary. It was hot as always, but I loved the palace and its many water elements and architecture. And it wasn’t crowded at all, which made it all the more appealing.

Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
Mike in sarong at Klungkung Palace
Mike in sarong at Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Mike at Klungkung Palace
Mike at Klungkung Palace
me at Klungkung Palace
me at Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
ceiling in pavilion at Klungkung Palace
ceiling in pavilion at Klungkung Palace
ceiling in pavilion at Klungkung Palace
ceiling in pavilion at Klungkung Palace
view from the pavilion at Klungkung Palace
view from the pavilion at Klungkung Palace
detailed carvings in pavilion
detailed carvings in pavilion
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
floating pavilion, Bale Kembang, at Klungkung Palace
me with Mike at Klungkung Palace
me with Mike at Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace

We did a quick walk-through of the small Museum Semarajaya on the palace grounds. I recognized the kris (special swords), which I’d read about in the 1937 novel Love and Death in Bali by Vicki Baum. The kris is a Javanese asymmetrical dagger famous for its distinctive wavy blade, although many have straight blades as well; it is one of the weapons commonly used in the pencak silat martial art native to Indonesia. The novel I had read told a fictional account of the Dutch invasion in 1906 and the resultant mass suicide, or puputan, when the three princes of Badung realized they were outgunned and outnumbered by the Dutch and decided rather than surrender and become subjugated to the Dutch, they burned their palaces, dressed in their finest white clothing, and charged the Dutch with their ceremonial golden kris. It was a slaughter and, in all, 4,000 Balinese people died, either gunned down by the Dutch or taking matters into their own hands by plunging their kris into their children, wives and themselves.

We also saw one of the xylophones, which are used in the gamelan: a traditional Indonesian percussion orchestra, which consists of ornate, percussive instruments made of hand-forged metal. The ensemble typically includes xylophones, gongs, gong-chimes, drums, cymbals, string instruments and bamboo flutes.

Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
samples of the kris at Museum Semarajaya
samples of the kris at Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
xylophone used in the gamelan at Museum Semarajaya
xylophone used in the gamelan at Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya
Museum Semarajaya

Before leaving, we walked to a pavilion on the corner of the palace complex where we saw another beautifully decorated ceiling and a famous statue, possibly memorializing the puputan, in a circle on the street.

Klungkung Palace
Klungkung Palace
ceiling in pavilion at Klungkung Palace
ceiling in pavilion at Klungkung Palace
famous statue
famous statue

Sidemen, Bali

We arrived at the Alamdhari Resort & Spa in Sidemen too early to check in, so we had lunch. Later it rained a bit and cooled off, so I took a nap in our room while Mike swam some short laps in the pool.

At 5:00 we had massages that were wonderfully relaxing.

Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
our room at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
our room at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
our balcony at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
our balcony at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa

We spent a lovely evening in the open air on-site Dedhari Restaurant: We enjoyed Mahi Mahi with cream sauce, Tom Yum soup, an Arak for Mike and glass of white wine for me.  We topped off our meal with fried bananas and chocolate ice cream (because they were out of vanilla).

The ambiance was lovely and we were serenaded by a playlist of songs that included: “Trouble is a Friend” by Lenka and “Beautiful Things” by Benson Boone.

Mike with Balinese shirt with the staff at Dedhari Restaurant
Mike with Balinese shirt with the staff at Dedhari Restaurant
Mike and me at Dedhari Restaurant
Mike and me at Dedhari Restaurant
Mahi Mahi with cream sauce
Mahi Mahi with cream sauce
salad at Dedhari Restaurant
salad at Dedhari Restaurant
Tom Yum Soup
Tom Yum Soup
Mike enjoying our dessert
Mike enjoying our dessert
fried bananas and chocolate ice cream
fried bananas and chocolate ice cream

Finally, for the first time in all the time we’d been traveling, we enjoyed a comfortable night temperature-wise. I was finally in my happy place. 😊😊 And the grounds of our hotel were magnificent.

Note Mike’s Balinese shirt. He got it at Kungklung Palace where the lady touts wouldn’t let him rest until he bought not one, but two: for $13 each!

Steps: 5,996; Miles 2.53. Weather Sidemen: Hi 90°, Lo 70°. Partly cloudy.

Tuesday, September 24: Tuesday morning we went for a 2 1/2 hour walk through the rice fields of Sidemen with local guide Kadek (there are many men named Kadek in Bali because the name means “second son”).

There was a big festival taking place for two days that was a semi-annual festival, Galungan, so Kadek told us everyone would return home on Wednesday to celebrate with their families. We could see the decorations in the street as we walked to the rice fields. Penjor, the arched traditional Balinese decorations made from bamboo poles, and adorned with colorful cloth, flowers, coconut tree leaves, and intricate carves, were displayed on the streets of Sidemen for the festival. These symbolize offerings to the gods; they welcome the gods to the celebrations.

sunrise view off our balcony
sunrise view off our balcony
Penjor on the streets of Sidemen
Penjor on the streets of Sidemen
offerings for Galungan
offerings for Galungan

We learned about the irrigation systems (much like Oman’s falaj system). Kadek told us plastics and trash are a big problem because they infiltrate the irrigation systems. He said the government doesn’t do much to help the plight of the people even though they pay taxes.

He was married with two children and worked not only as a guide but for the hotel in various capacities. He also had to help tend his family’s rice fields.

irrigation system in rice terraces in Sidemen
irrigation system in rice terraces in Sidemen
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
irrigation system in rice terraces in Sidemen
irrigation system in rice terraces in Sidemen
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Mike and Kadek
Mike and Kadek
river in Sidemen
river in Sidemen
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Kadek and me
Kadek and me
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces
Sidemen rice terraces & the yoga studio at the top of the hill
Sidemen rice terraces & the yoga studio at the top of the hill

We were plenty hot by the time our walk ended so we promptly went for a dip in the pool and then had pizza and Tom Yum soup for lunch before our scheduled yoga session.

It rained for a while this afternoon, but it didn’t stop us going to our 2:00 yoga class. Today I stretched some parts that hadn’t been stretched in quite a while. Yikes!

At lunch, music created a mellow vibe including: “Rockabye (feat. Sean Paul & Anne-Marie)” by Clean Bandit and “Battle Scars (feat. Lupe Fiasco)” by Guy Sebastian.

walkway at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
walkway at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Mike in the pool
Mike in the pool
our room was the top left of this building
our room was the top left of this building
pool at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
pool at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
me in the pool
me in the pool
Dedhari Restaurant on site
Dedhari Restaurant on site
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Alamdhari Resort & Spa
pizza for lunch
pizza for lunch
Tom Yum soup for lunch
Tom Yum soup for lunch
yoga teacher
yoga teacher
yoga studio at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
yoga studio at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
rice fields on our walk from the yoga studio
rice fields on our walk from the yoga studio
rice fields on our walk from the yoga studio
rice fields on our walk from the yoga studio
hotel view from our room
hotel view from our room
view of Mount Agung
view of Mount Agung

We enjoyed dream-inducing “Balinese” massages at 5:00. Then we went to dinner at the resort restaurant. I enjoyed Pad Thai with tofu while Mike had “BABI KECAP: SAUTED PORK IN SWEET SOYA SAUCE, SERVED WITH RICE & URABAN.”

We enjoyed a remix by Spike Stent of “Trouble is a Friend” by Lenka. We loved the music and the gentle and welcoming service in this open air restaurant.

massage studio at Alhamdari
massage studio at Alhamdari
Mike at Dedhari Restaurant for dinner
Mike at Dedhari Restaurant for dinner
me at dinner
me at dinner
BABI KECAP: SAUTED PORK IN SWEET SOYA SAUCE, SERVED WITH RICE & URABAN
BABI KECAP: SAUTED PORK IN SWEET SOYA SAUCE, SERVED WITH RICE & URABAN
Pad Thai with tofu
Pad Thai with tofu
me with Mike at Dedhari Restaurant
me with Mike at Dedhari Restaurant

Steps: 11,887; Miles 5.03. Weather: Hi 90°, Lo 70°. Sunny.

Wednesday, September 25: Today was the principal day of Bali’s important festival, Galungan, which usually runs for around ten days at various locations around Bali. It occurs twice a year in April and September. At the festival’s core is the celebration of good and overcoming evil, the victory of Dharma and the defeat of Adharma.

Ancestral spirits return to their former homes, and the locals are expected to demonstrate kindness by making offerings and chanting prayers. Locals decorate the streets with bamboo poles, locally referred to as penjor; they are used to hang offerings as a kind gesture towards the spirits.

In addition, offerings consist of special foods, scented flowers, and woven palm offerings. These sacrifices are offered at home and at the local temples (referred to as pura). Women carry their offerings on their heads, while men carry palm leaves to the temple.

At the end of the celebrations, the ancestral spirits return to their home, marked by offerings of yellow rice to mark the end of Galungan.

Kadek making offerings for Galungan at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Kadek making offerings for Galungan at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Kadek making offerings for Galungan at Alamdhari Resort & Spa
Kadek making offerings for Galungan at Alamdhari Resort & Spa

Tirta Gangga

We went on an excursion today with a driver, Kadek, another 2nd son but a different Kadek than our rice field guide from yesterday. We were meant to go to 1) Tirta Gangga, 2) the White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih), 3) Tenganan Village and 4) Goa Lawlah Temple.

On our drive to Tirta Gangga, we had some magnificent views of Bali’s countryside.

Bali's countryside north of Sidemen
Bali’s countryside north of Sidemen
Bali's countryside north of Sidemen with Mount Agung in the background
Bali’s countryside north of Sidemen with Mount Agung in the background
Balinese woman
Balinese woman
Bali's countryside north of Sidemen
Bali’s countryside north of Sidemen
Bali's countryside north of Sidemen
Bali’s countryside north of Sidemen
Bali's countryside north of Sidemen
Bali’s countryside north of Sidemen
Bali's countryside north of Sidemen
Bali’s countryside north of Sidemen
Bali's countryside north of Sidemen
Bali’s countryside north of Sidemen
Bali's countryside north of Sidemen with Mount Agung in the background
Bali’s countryside north of Sidemen with Mount Agung in the background

Our first stop, and the best of the day by far, was Tirta Gangga, a former royal palace in eastern Bali. Named after the sacred river Ganges in India, it is noted for its Karangasem royal water palace, bathing pools and its Patirthan temple.

The complex was built in 1946 by the last king of Karangsem I Gusti Bagus Jelantik. Tirta Gangga was intended as a recreation place for the king and his family. It was destroyed almost entirely by the eruption of nearby Mount Agung in 1963.

Mike and me at Tirta Gangga
Mike and me at Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
me at Tirta Gangga
me at Tirta Gangga
me at Tirta Gangga
me at Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Balinese family at Tirta Gangga
Balinese family at Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
koi at Tirta Gangga
koi at Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
me at Tirta Gangga
me at Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Balinese women at Tirta Gangga
Balinese women at Tirta Gangga
Mike and me at Tirta Gangga
Mike and me at Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
Mike at Tirta Gangga
me at Tirta Gangga
me at Tirta Gangga

On the way from Tirta Gangga to the White Sand Beach, we glimpsed Balinese villagers leaving a temple during Galungan.

Balinese villagers leaving the temple for Galungan
Balinese villagers leaving the temple for Galungan
Balinese villagers leaving the temple for Galungan
Balinese villagers leaving the temple for Galungan
field of flowers
field of flowers

White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih)

Our second stop on today’s excursion was the White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih). It wasn’t all that much and of course I had already put in my beach time. We sat in a beach cafe and had an iced coffee. It was getting HOT!

White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih)
White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih)
White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih)
White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih)
offerings at White Sand Beach
offerings at White Sand Beach
White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih)
White Sand Beach (aka Virgin Beach or Pasir Putih)

Le-Zat Beach Restaurant

We stopped for lunch at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant. We liked the display with the rice shaped like the nearby volcano, Mount Agung. I enjoyed a super refreshing cucumber drink.

Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
cucumber drink at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
cucumber drink at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
volcano rice like Mount Agung at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
volcano rice like Mount Agung at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
Mike at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
Mike at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
offerings at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
offerings at Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
view from Le-Zat Beach Restaurant
view from Le-Zat Beach Restaurant

Tenganan Pegringsingan

Our last stop was Tenganan Pegringsingan, a viilage in East Bali. It is known for the gringsingor geringsing, double ikat textiles woven in only three places in the world. The demanding technique is only practiced in parts of India, Japan and Indonesia. In Indonesia it is confined to the village of Tenganan.

The village is also known for its gamelan selunding music played on iron metallophones.

Houses in Tenganan Pegringsingan village are built on either side of the uphill to downhill concourse with their doors opening onto it. The entrances of the houses are narrow, only allowing one person to enter or leave at any one time. Entrance to and exit from the village is through the gate at the downhill end. On either side of the entrance are two small temples. Our walk through the town was miserably hot.

Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
for sale at Tenganan Pegringsingan
for sale at Tenganan Pegringsingan
for sale at Tenganan Pegringsingan
for sale at Tenganan Pegringsingan
colored eggs at Tenganan Pegringsingan
colored eggs at Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
me sweltering at Tenganan Pegringsingan
me sweltering at Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
Tenganan Pegringsingan
lizards at Tenganan Pegringsingan
lizards at Tenganan Pegringsingan
masks at Tenganan Pegringsingan
masks at Tenganan Pegringsingan

a drive-by of Goa Lawah Temple

We decided to skip the last stop on our excursion today, Goa Lawah Temple, because we were told it would be very crowded due to today’s ceremonies. Plus we were hot and tired and wanted to enjoy the pool for one last afternoon before heading to Ubud on Thursday. I took this photo of a statue near the temple before driving another 45 minutes to Sidemen.

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monument at Goa Lawah Temple

Sidemen

We had our last dinner at Dedhari Restaurant at the hotel. The second dish in this gallery was one of my favorites encountered in Bali: Uruban or Sayur Urab, a bunch of boiled fresh vegetables, which after cooling slightly are tossed in a fried seasoning mixture. This dish is served cold or at room temperature and is spicy, tasty, and full of well-balanced flavors.

Mike had his Arak on the rocks and I my usual glass of wine. I ordered Pad Thai with tofu and Mike got pork skewers on rice with uruban. When I told the waiter how much I loved uruban, he brought me a dish of it even though it wasn’t included in my meal.

Mike drinking Arak
Mike drinking Arak
Uruban or Sayur Urab
Uruban or Sayur Urab
me with uruban - YUM!
me with uruban – YUM!
pork skewers on rice with uruban
pork skewers on rice with uruban
Pad Thai with tofu
Pad Thai with tofu

This would be our last night in Sidemen. We would move to Ubud on Thursday and would spend three full nights there before heading back to Japan on Monday morning at 12:20 a.m.

Steps: 7,033; Miles 2.97. Weather: Hi 90°, Lo 70°. Sunny.

Thursday, September 26:  On Thursday morning, we enjoyed our final views of Mount Agung from our room at Alamdhari Resort & Spa.

final views of Mount Agung from Alamdhari Resort & Spa
final views of Mount Agung from Alamdhari Resort & Spa
final views of Mount Agung from Alamdhari Resort & Spa
final views of Mount Agung from Alamdhari Resort & Spa
final views from Alamdhari Resort & Spa
final views from Alamdhari Resort & Spa

We headed to Ubud for our last stay (3 full nights) in Bali.

We were sad to leave this area, which was by far our favorite part of Bali. It was less crowded, with beautiful landscapes and a laid-back vibe. I had been looking forward to stay in Ubud, but it would turn out to be way too chaotic for us. If we ever went back to Bali again, which we won’t, we would recommend staying far away from any of the big tourist spots, resorts and towns.

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