Our first day in Japan I hung around in Kobe for the day. From the dock, I had to take a subway into the center of the city. Dan, Ryan and I went to a local shopping mall in search of a ticket counter so we could, hopefully, purchase concert tickets for The Who, in Tokyo. After unsuccessfully searching and not finding the tickets, I went shopping with the girls. I only ended up buying a pair of tights and a necklace because everything is so expensive in Japan. Despite the fact that my shopping fix was not filled, I had to go back to the ship and meet up with Dan because we were traveling from Kobe to Kyoto that night.After a short hour train ride, we arrived in Kyoto. We tried to find a decently priced hotel, but since it is “leaf-viewing season” in Kyoto right now, all the hotels were booked. We bit the bullet and paid $200 for the night in a really nice hotel, centrally located though. After dropping our stuff, we went out in search of a good meal. The hotel concierge helped us find Donguri, an amazing hibachi-style restaurant. It’s different than our Beni Hana’s though, because the hot plate is in the middle of every individual table, and you get to cool your own food. We had the best food at this restaurant - noodles, sausages, an omelet-looking thing, etc.We were super tired, and really full, after dinner so we went down a little tiny alley that was filled with these small bars. We opened up one of the rice paper sliding dors and sat down on the stools at the bar. Literally, your back was against the rice paper door and your knees were against the bar. Only about ten or so people could fit in each bar. Plus, there was karaoke. Ryan sang Michael Jackson, Dan sang Michael Buble, and I sang backup. It was a great end to the first night in Japan.
I couldn’t wait to wake up on Saturday morning and explore the beautiful city of Kyoto. Our first stop of the day was the Botanical Gardens. Luckily, it was a sunny, crisp fall day and the gardens were gorgeous. The trees were all changing colors and the garden was a slash of red, orange, and yellow. It was like a floral fantasy- the Disneyland of all gardens. It’s hard to describe in words how amazingly beautiful this place was. Dan, Ryan and I spent about two hours in the gardens, just wandering around and enjoying the clean, fresh air. We were excited to move on to our next destination, though. Kyoto is known for its Golden Pavillion at the Kinkaku-ji Temple, a Zen Buddhist temple built in the 1200s. It is nestled in the foothills of Kyoto and the walk through the old part of the city was so nice. We walked up to the red archway that led visitors from the street down a pathway to the entrance of the temple. As soon as we went through the gates of the temple grounds, an explosion of autumn trees and wild flowers hit our visual senses and across the lake, there stood the Golden Pavillion, sparkling in the sun. I can’t wait to show the pictures to all of you. We also visited a rock garden temple, called Ryoan-ji. It was a little farther down the road. It was cool to see a real Zen rock garden. There were about fifteen larger rocks surrounded by gravel that was raked nicely and in a meditative manner, or so the brochure said. It was, actually, a place where people come to meditate because all around the garden were people sitting =, just sitting and looking. Dan, Ryan, and I partook for a few minutes.By the time we got back to our hotel, it was getting late. So we grabbed a quick bite to eat before going to the Gion District to catch a Geisha show. When we got back, there was a party going on outside our hotel- loud music, a crown of people, and a stage where local, young artists were painting pictures to the beat of the music. Apparently there was a big music festival happening in Kyoto that weekend. Unfortunately, we had a train to catch to Tokyo.
We took the Nozumi bullet train from Kyoto to Tokyo and man was it fast! When we passed through a station or went by another train, there was nothing to see out the windows but a 2-second blur. It was a two and a half our train ride. We passed the time by listening to music, sipping on white wine, and folding origami paper cranes. We finally arrived in Tokyo and easily found a hotel right on Roppongi Street- the main hang-out for young people. We got to the hotel at 11:30pm and followed the same routine as in Kyoto- dropped our stuff and went out for a night on the town. We found a nice little Irish pub called Abbot’s Corner, had a glass of Strongbow cider, some meatballs, and headed back to the hotel for bed.
I guess all the traveling caught up with us, because we slept in until about 10am and got a late start on the day. We still did a lot of touring and walking around Tokyo. We started at the Imperial Palace where we wandered through the gardens for about an hour and a half. It had just recently rained, so the gardens looked refreshed and clean. However, Ryan thought it would be funny to situate me underneath a bamboo tree and shake it. Of course, me being completely unknowing, I was covered in raindrops and soaked to the bone. Thanks, Ryan. I’ll get him back one day- I learned that he hates spiders so that might play into it.After the gardens, we went to the MOMAT- Museum of Modern Art in Tokyo. We explored the National Museum and the Craft Gallery that held a really cool jewelry exhibit. After the museum, we were moseying through the park and stumbled upon the Nippon Budokan- a concert arena where we were going to see The Who the following night. Sunday, though, the 19th Annual Karate World Championships were being held there. We took about twenty minutes and watched all the teams come up. There were some pretty tough looking women karate masters.Our second-to-last stop on site-seeing that day was a interesting shrine nestled in the back of a forest that had tons of colorful paper cranes strung up all over and racks upon racks of paper wished that people tied on to the fences around the shrine.We headed back to the Roppongi district, but right before grabbing dinner, we decided to go up the Tokyo Tower, which was modeled after the Eifle Tower in Paris. It was all lit up and there was even a Christmas tree outside. At the top of the tower, we were able to see the city and all its lights. During the day, you can see Mt. Fuji and Tokyo Disneyland, or so we’re told.Dinner that night was at a restaurant, I forgot the name, where you sit on mats on the ground. It was delicious skewers, edamame, and noodles. We were supposed to meet friends back at the hotel before going out. We went to Geronimo’s bar and walked around the Roppongi district for the rest of the night. And as always, we managed to find our way to McDonald’s, which has become the main hangout for SAS kids after midnight in mostly every port.
The next day, Monday, was our last day in Tokyo. We got up late, again, and went straight to the Sumo Museum, hoping to catch a wrestling match at the arena next door. Unfortunately, we traveled a long way for almost nothing. The museum was literally one building and there were no sumo matches that day. So we got back on the subway and headed to the Shinjuku area to Tokyo. It was supposed to be a mix between New York’s Times Square and Amsterdams’ Red Light District. We walked through many bustling streets with brightly colored flashing lights and even went into an arcade and played a few video games.After that, it was time to go back to our hotel and get ready for….THE WHO! I picked up a sandwich to-go while the boys got sushi. I needed ample time to get ready for the concert. By the time I was ready, the boys were back from dinner and we headed straight out to the concert. I only knew a few songs by The Who- Pinball Wizard, Teenage Wasteland, and Who Are You? We were on the left side of the stage and our seats with meters from the stage! It was awesome! I had such a good time singing along to the songs that I did know and dancing with all the Japanese. I swear, we were three of maybe 30 white people in the audience. Then we went back to the Roppongi district and hung out with friends at an underground Irish pub.
Tuesday, we had to take a train to Yokohama to meet up with the ship. Apparently, Yokohama is the “date” place of Japan. I definitely felt the romance as soon as I exited the subway station. The wind picked up the fallen leaves of the changing trees and swirled them around my ankles. Cafes were filled with businessmen having lunch with their girlfriends or wives out on the sidewalk. Artists were painting the scenery on street corners. Dan, Ryan and I walked in the swirling leaves, stopped to watch the artists paint, and had lunch at a cafĂ©. Que romantica!Our last thing on the agenda before getting back on the ship was to do some grocery shopping. It’s going to be a long way to Hawaii.
I fell in love with Japan. And will miss it a lot.
Peace, love, and dumplings,
Amber