Hotel Okura Kobe
How has this hotel rated in the past?
- Shuttle bus service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Room service
Photos of Hotel Okura Kobe
Travelers also recommend:
TripAdvisor Reviews Hotel Okura Kobe
Travel Blogs from Kobe
... you are looking at. Let's just put this out there because I fear I am starting sound repetitive , unless indicated otherwise everything we look at is only described in Japanese! After the brewery and Sake tasting, oh yes at the end of the tour we did get to taste about 6 different types of sake....why else would we do the tour? It's an acquired taste but ok. Back on the ship for lunch and regroup before heading into the city precinct on the shuttle ...
... only happens once a year. Our seats were really good and were in the Western style section (with a backrest). Down below there were small boxes with four cushions to sit flat on the floor. When we first got there the matches were going relatively quickly without too much posturing before they started. The crowd was pretty light too. As the day went along the place got more and more crowded and as the wrestlers started to get into the ranked ones ...
... of us. Time passed in a blink, and we soon realised it was rising 2.00pm and the nose bag was banging empty on the trough. So off we went on the JR toward Tennoji Station to find a feed and to check out the nearby Buddhist Temple, Shitennoji. We got off at Tennoji and looked about for place to have a feed and soon spotted a fast food dumpling place with a long queue, and thinking that it must be the real good stuff, we joined in, again much to the amusement of the locals. ...
... never been so bombarded by the constant smell of good food.
The food. One should come to Osaka merely for that. I have one word for you: takoyaki. Oh, those doughy, tongue scorching balls of octopus goodness. Drizzled with mayonnaise and sauce, and topped with green onions, bonito flakes (dried, fermented, and smoked slapjack tuna), and ginger, these grilled balls are not the acquired taste that their ingredient list ...
... of their eating experience.
While walking back
to the train platform, I made a hand gesture allowing a Japanese woman to board
the crowded escalator ahead of me. She
smiled and said something to me in English.
Victor jumped in and spoke Japanese while she spoke English. As it turns out, she is married to a man from
St, Louis, Missouri (my home town) and had been there many times. Go figure.