rain! Finally! Right on time. At last a day without feeling guilty stay at home to pursue the things which I really must investigate ... There is much to do ... Where to start? This applies not only to the blog ... And as so often when I should be creative in a touch of a button I have a bit first cleaned up, made my bed, I cooked a cup of coffee ... Should not be swept away once again ...?
time again have fallen in my long absence, not just bags of rice at the other end of the world. Visit came visit went, cherries bloomed and withered, mountains have been conquered, friendships were formed. Time flies. I'll try once chronologically ...
Holger was the end of March, my first visit. 3 days late, but the really very best time ever. Sakura! Ballermann mood in Yoyogi Park! I try afterwards to put some photos online to make it clear how negative the presence of 10 million other people on the romantic mood of a flowering cherry tree effect. Nevertheless Hanami parties are THE event at all. With dozens of like-minded people crowded in close to a picnic blanket is imprinted with the word Nominication (drink = nominal, and communication). In addition, gabs of course the complete cultural program: Karaoke, Temple tired of interesting encounters with aggressive monkeys in the wild (in particular ... like Strawberry Cheesecake ...), and crazy Australians who respond in the Spiderman costume unsuspecting tourists to explain to them that they played at the Aquarius commercial vitamin E. But a very circular image of Japan I have to say ...
came after a short sightseeing break, to Constantine in a Three-week holiday work themselves with temples, Zen gardens, good food, hand-tame deer and the particularities of Japanese interior design.
I have it also finally managed to take Shinkansen. First stop of our 7-day Japan trip was Hiroshima, which has shaped my tender heart sustainable. After a long and poignant afternoon in the atomic bomb museum, certain pictures have literally burned into my head, so I ran another 2 weeks later when they see a piece of meat sizzling on the grill yakiniku a cold shiver down the spine.
A day later, then we have much more enjoyable encounters with cute deer and spectacular nature on Miyajima made, and the evening set out on our next targets Okayama, Himeji and Kyoto and Nara. In addition
Nara gabs Ettlich UNESCO World Heritage Sites back a few greedy antlers with special biscuits (optional maps, sandwiches, backpacks ....) wanted to be fed. Kawaiii!
In Kyoto, we spent like 2 days. In a town of about 2,000 temples and sooo delicious food one could just as easily, however, spend 2 weeks ... :-)
After this week, virtually uninterrupted inheritance by UNESCO, we came with a vast wealth of experience back in Tokyo for the last few days of holiday leave something quieter. The most interesting cross-cultural encounter
then we have made in Shinjuku where we were on a park bench, approached by a Japanese woman and 2 days later invited to dinner at her home. In a very successful evening were "continental" and I then roll maki-sushi, fold origami cranes and Natto taste. Thereafter, the calligraphy unpacked and reflects appropriate kanji for our names. ("Would you prefer vegetables or righteousness?") After protracted decision-making process we had two very descriptive names. According to the motto: "Sophisticated meets simple minded" ...
Inspired by this cultural exchange the next morning there was a real "continental breakfast": beans, seaweed and fried Tofu with soy sauce - to the bed. Herrlich.
Wednesdays later we were again invited by our new friends. This time the Hippo Family Club , a sort of school for up to 19 languages, all (hear and repeat) in an intuitive manner to be learned. Language lessons are ansich nothing unusual. When we then to the hands holding a Korean children's song and dance in a circle again became a small seminar room in Shinjuku, which we did bring me some .. uh Korean before. Nevertheless, we were received with such warmth by the Happy Hippos that one blind eye and the somewhat unorthodox teaching methods.
has now Ernst of life caught up with me, and like I'm going to snuggle Pikatchu, who already sits with his eternally red cheeks and a happy grin on my pillow and waiting for me ...
