As a child, I used to watch a public TV program about Japanese brush painting, and I learned how to paint the images that the artist demonstrated. It has been a dream for decades to travel to Japan. And so, for two weeks in June, Al and I made that dream come true. Back home since Thursday night, after a phenomenal trip—strenuous, but worth every minute.
We flew from Boston to Montreal, stayed overnight, then made the 12-hour flight to Tokyo, where we stayed for a couple of nights in a ryokan, a traditional Japanese inn with tatami mats as flooring and a futon bed on the floor. Then it was on to Kyoto by the Shinkansen bullet train. Our accommodation there was a rented home in a family neighborhood, lovingly preserved and decorated. The bedrooms were up a narrow staircase hidden behind a sliding bookcase.
We spent five days in Kyoto, which included a day trip to Nara, the ancient capital of Japan where deer are sacred and roam free. Then we took a Shinkansen to Hiroshima, where we stayed in another traditionally decorated apartment in a residential neighborhood. Our time there included a powerful visit to the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum, which commemorates the victims of the atomic bomb attack on August 6, 1945. We also took a day trip to the nearby island of Miyajima, home to UNESCO World Heritage temples and shrines. Then we moved on by train and ferry to spend three days on the island of Naoshima, known for its art museums and galleries. On our way back to Tokyo, we caught a glimpse of Mount Fuji.
Yes, it was another of my super-charged itineraries. We saw exquisite gardens, ancient temples and shrines, museums, shops, street life, and navigated the food scene. Google Translate was a huge help, both for speaking with people and translating signs and other text.
I will be thinking about this trip for years to come. It was inspiring, transformative, and, yes, challenged my physical endurance. But I am so, so glad we went, as is Al. Here are some pictures. Enjoy.
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Even more stunning……