Kyoto Kokusai Hotel
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- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... leaves in check. We wondered what their job would be like in the height of Autumn! There were very few people visiting this temple as the road to the temple is far too narrow for big buses. There were some impressive houses along the way and Yoshi informed us that some very successful people in Kyoto like to have a second house! There are certainly worse places to want a weekender. Next stop was the Arashiyama bamboo grove which was delightful. The sun filtered through ...
... as we were entering the country. It's Japan, so it went smoothly. Next was baggage - no big deal. Luckily!!! - Mel noticed a sign that said the last train to Nagoya was at 11:30. The next one after that was 5 am. We ran our butts off and made it with about 2 minutes to spare. Then while on the train, which takes about 30 minutes, Mel sees check-in for our hotel ends at 1AM - are you kidding me??? And again...we made it...barely. I don't like that sort of stress. The stress ...
... shrines. Very peaceful and lovely, although I wish I had some slip on shoes because I’m really holding up the process.
Saturday we went to Himeji castle (originally built in 1333) which was stunning. It’s a national treasure AND a world heritage site, and it’s pretty easy to see why. The striking castle towers over the town and the whiteness of its walls popped against the clear blue sky. We had to queue for over an ...
... and there were a lot of local and foreign tourists. Our first stop though, was Iwatayama Monkey Park. You climb about 15-20 minutes up the mountain and there are over 100 macaque monkeys on top of the mountain. We purchased some sweet potato in the shack and we fed the monkeys from inside the little shop as the monkeys climbs on the fencing around the shop and are holding out their hands for the food. It was adorable. They roam freely, you can take as many pictures as ...
... staring to feel dejected, and casting worried glances to each other that emphasised "I am not carting this bag around town for 4 hrs", we rang the doorbell a third time then just as we were about to give up..... BAZINGA! our host slid open the door and gestured us inside. dressed in what can only be described as a grey karate uniform and toe socks ( not traditional tabi socks actual toe socks!)....Hmmm no wonder he was quiet! wooden floors socks and judging by ...