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... s , which without my newly updated map finder, I never would have discovered. Sometimes this pads literally seem to direct you into private peoples home, even through cemetery, but it always proved to be the correct way.
Further down south, mountains became the scenery again, not one mountain, many mountains!
I do not mind to climb, but of course your average speed starts to slow down, and your timetable to reach your ...
... is, but it mostly consists of mountainous, uninhabitable area. I would really love to go to Hokkaido, the northernmost island of Japan, and experience its extremely low inhabitants per km2, the lowest in the entire country, and the wild nature, not to mention the lower temperatures. I don’t think I’ll be able to do that, as traveling from Kyoto to where I was initially headed, Kimotsuki, was already an entire day’s worth of traveling. In my remaining ...
... t seem to fancy.
We felt very privileged and were treated very well in the ryokans, I'll miss Japan.
We also enjoyed the 7 samurai home village, with bonsai and the intriguing kanakasi airplane fighters museum with photos of all of them. They looked so young and an old man giving a talk about it, still a lot of interest, after all these decades. No photos allowed.
... took 2 hours to get to Tsuwano. Poor Takako had to mind our luggage at Shin-Yamaguchi until 5.30pm. She did say that she had a lot of computer work to get through but 8 hours sitting by yourself at the train station is an awfully long time.
The cabin was old fashioned but we had the fanciest one in the train. We had a table for four with seats on either side of the table. A little squishy but not bad. The last carriage was almost ...
... of hours at Yufuin a lovely craft/touristy place - a little like Maleny near Brisbane - which we had been a couple of time before. There is a short walk by some flowing water where we see the same white heron type bird (with yellow feet) standing in the water waiting for grubs and such like to emerge from the bed or banks. He/she was there again.