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So up and at 'em again this morning, we decide to head to the little town of Nikko to see Toshogu Shrine, the final resting place of Tokugawa Ieyasu, the founder of the Tokugawa Shogunate that ruled Japan for over 250 years until 1868. For you older folks, he's the Shogun in James Clavell's novel and mini-series called Shogun. That series made me fall in love with Richard Chamberlain-sigh-one of the many gay guys I have had a crush on in my ...
... rooms, they didn't just change the sheets.
They straightened our things, and even took loose change and arranged it by
The sense of space and arrangement is very prominat here. I was speaking to
one of the translators and he told me about how everyone had their own
potted plants or small garden because how cramped the city is, and how that
is how they keep a sense of nature.
Today we will be doing a washi workshop and the sumi ...
... much. He often stopped me from overworking as well.
After that we went out to eat at a place that people from Tokyo go to when they are in Kiryu because the noodles there are one of a kind in Japan. The noodles are flat, about 18 in long, and 6 inches across. They were created to reflect the textile industry of Kiryu.
Early to bed last night, to readjust. I was able to get about 8 hours of sleep, so I feel much better.
... scrollwork decorated almost every surface. We also climbed up a winding and steep staircase (200 steps even) through a serene forest to the austere and sacred mausoleum of Ieyasu Tokugawa. It was quite a pleasant change from the busy atmosphere (countless busloads of tourists and school trips) of the buildings below.
After a few hours wandering around there, we walked by the Futarasan Shrine and Taiyuinbuyo, and ...
... ran alongside most of the paths, adding a constant backdrop of the sound of running water to a truly beautiful area.
There is a small charge to enter the temple, and a short flight of steps leads to the temple grounds. Immediately on entering the grounds, both my Dad and I were approached by impeccably polite groups of school children wanting to practice their English and interview us about where we came from.
The temple itself ...