- Tennis Court
- Shuttle bus service
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Breakfast Available
- Banquet room
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Hey hey, Not a lot to report today. Up at 0620 for 'fire ceremony' which consisted of a monk burning chopsticks for an hour. Not really my thing, but they did have heated flooring which was toasty. Hopped on the bus at 0814, cable car followed, then 2X trains just to get to the next bus stop. Then a 4 hour bus ride to the mountains. It sounds horrendous, but it was really really ...
... got to since it never takes much arm twisting to get a fresh cucumber out of your parents.
Kei and Sou also took part in a type of parade kuji. In this case, that was a chance game, where you draw a number randomly and get a toy according to that number. Kei won something that is a noise maker of some sort. It looks like a balloon on a stick. Sou had better luck and won a cheap archery set that broke within the week. Exactly the same as if would have been at an American ...
Slept the best in 5 days. I have finally relaxed after settling in and getting the hang of everything. Again vegemite on toast for breakfast. Shower is tiny and very hard to move around. We spent the day in Shimo-Kitazawa whine was just 1 station from their house. It is a small hippy town with a lot of vintage secondhand shops. Very cute and a nice way to spend the day. We had lunch at a sandwich shop ...
Karen came to the hotel and brought us breakfast. We, then headed back to her apartment to collect her Koto and go to her last Koto lesson. Talk about dedication. We traveled quite a way by train (past Fushimi) and then walked a good distance with this 6 foot long tree trunk. We got to met her Koto sensei and her sensei's husband (who Karen said she'd never seen before!). They treated us ...
... mountain, I didn't care much about less autumn leaves at the time.
The next stop was Masaki-ga-Hara, which had brought me to Odaigahara. At the entrance of the field, there were a couple of wooden benches and I had lunch there, worrying about weather. The field of withered spruce looked artistic, so I took so many pictures in the field, walking on the boardwalk. Come to think of it, it is sad that the rustic field was caused by an automobile pollution.