Hotel Resh Tottori Ekimae
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Three train rides, a rural bus ride, and a tranquil hike up a mountain carries me from Japan's southern coast to a small monastery in central north Japan
The bus drops me in the middle of nowhere and I hike in drizzling rain up the 2 ½ mile, sliver-thin road that winds up the mountain. The final 150 ft. climb is across a moss-covered rock staircase that squeezes through a dense pine forest with just remnants of light reaching the forest floor.
... countryside give a deep appreciation of the quaint nature of the remote areas.
This northern seaside city is surrounded by mountains and is dotted with temples, shrines, museums and markets that show a bit more slow and quiet Japanese lifestyle. It was a bit surreal pacing the near-empty streets on this Sunday afternoon. It helped me prepare for my next step - a remote mountain temple.
... boil some eggs. Yumura has a flow of the boiling hot water running through the town, and they have grates over the flow so people can lower containers of food to cook. If you don't have your own food you can buy some eggs to boil, and that's what Hanako did while I stayed with the van in case somebody came along and told me to move it. I didn't expect any problems; it was a random Tuesday on a hot summer day, hardly peak time for even a cool onsen town like Yumura. And nobody ...
... hilly area with the surfy coast truely excited me.
The scenery I expected is like below.
I arrived in Tottori at half past 2 in the afternoon by bus. In the bus station, I caught a sight of a bus just leaving for the sand dunes, so I headed for the bus and waved to have the bus stopped. The driver realized me and he opened the door ...
... an English menu, and ate there. It was a nice dinner, a few bits of sashimi, some edamame beans, some yakitori etc. We headed back to our hotel through the constant rain to our hotel. Tottori is a fairly nondescript town and we were there on Sunday which meant that many shops were closed, which made it even more boring and provincial. It kind of reminded me of Slough in its pure ...