About New Years

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On Friday the 29th, James and I headed out to the train station to make our way down to Kyoto. As we walked, a light flurry of snowflakes fell from the sky, the first snowfall in Fukushima since James arrived. For someone who was worried from the moment he got to Japan about seeing snow, you'd think he would have been at least a little enchanted... nope. "Oh no, its wet, our bags are getting wet, everythings gonna be wet now. What do we do? What if everything gets wet?" I suppose you can't have your snow and eat it too.

The train ride down was LOOONG, to say the least. When we got to Tokyo we had to switch trains and, by stopping to snag some food to go, we missed the faster train to Kyoto (only five stops) and had to take the slower train (15 stops). When we finally arrived at Kyoto Station we had to cram (and when I say cram I mean couldn't even turn around, let alone reach down to pick up my dropped umbrella) into a subway car and ride 15 minutes to West Kyoto. When we finally arrived at Bola-Bola Guest House it was 9pm and time to eat and call it a night.

The next morning, we made our way north to Kinkaku-ji, the Golden Pavilion. There was a massive amount of people there, all trying to take pictures and mostly just getting in my way. There was still snow in the tree branches from the night before so as we walked around we were rained on by the melting snow. It was pretty amazing but very touristy.

Next, we strolled down the road to see several more temples, a rock garden, and a huge pavilion. We were out all day and exhausted by night fall. The following morning, New Years Eve, we got up (way too) early and traveled to East Kyoto to see Nijo-jo, a castle with floor boards that creak to sound like nightingales. Doesn't that sound cool?!? Yeah, thats what I thought too, which is why I wanted to go. However, we got all the way there to discover the castle was closed for the new year holiday. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, everything in Japan essentially closes down for 3 to 4 days around new years. I was so disappointed. I guess it will have to be for another time. (pics from outside)

So instead of seeing the castle, James and I headed to Tokyo a little early. It was a mad house in Tokyo. People everywhere and no one wants to get out of your way, even when you shove them with your suitcase. We finally made it to Khaosan Guesthouse, a tiny little hostel, and unloaded our stuff. We figured a nap was in order and then a nice dinner. We ended up at this awesome restaurant right off the main road where we ate shabu shabu. Yum.

We celebrated the new year at a little bar where there were a bunch of foreigners. We were staying just down the street from Sensoji Temple, one of the most famous and most visited temples in Japan, so on our way back we ran into about a million people (I don't think I'm exaggerating either). It was pretty amazing. It is traditional in Japan for people to visit a shrine or temple around New Year to pray for good fortune during the upcoming year, which is what all these people were doing. This is the famous temple gate and lantern that can be found on many many postcards and websites.

The next day, we hopped over to the other side of Tokyo on a quest for Mexican food. We never found the restaurant we were looking for but fortunately we found this American pizza house, which not only was our dinner but breakfast the next morning. You may not be aware of this but they don't make pizza here like they do in the States. I miss good pizza like Tinker Bell misses Peter Pan when she gets shunned because she doesn't like Wendy.

Yeah, so, after pizza we walked over to Meiji Shrine, the most popular, most famous shrine in Japan. Someone told me over three million people visit it on new year. It was really interesting to see the people making wishes and praying. Its odd because it seems like such a traditional event yet everything besides the shrine looks completely modern. It was funny to watch this one girl in particular who was wearing six inch stilettos, a mini skirt, a puffy purple down jacket, and bleach blond hair hobble through the gravel up to the shrine to pray.

So that was it for Tokyo. The next day James headed back to the States and I to Fukushima. It was rather depressing when I got back after all the excitement of Christmas and traveling but I eventually got back into the swing of things. I'm looking forward to cherry blossom season at the beginning of April and can't wait for the warm weather so I can head to the beach. This is the first time in my life that I can remember not having tan lines. I feel naked without them.

*all pictures are now updated