KKR Kamakura Wakamiya
Travel Blogs from Kamakura
Day trip to Kamakura
... of Kamakura and the Tsurugaoka Hachimangu shrine. There seemed to be a small festival going on with colourful stalls selling all manner of tasty looking food, lining the approach to the shrine. I was also able to enjoy a little taiko drumming which was taking place in the shrine grounds. Apparently, this weekend there is a festival of Yabu Sami (horse back archery). Unfortunately I'll be leaving the Tokyo area this weekend so I won't get to see it. Oh well, maybe next time.
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"This is my life right now?!"
... day. Daily I am reminded of how blessed I am to have grown up with both of my parents at home, safe and healthy. Many of these children have one parent (and sometimes even both parents) out on a ship right now, and haven't seen them for months now. It completely puts my life into perspective and I have gained such great respect for military families as I see the challenges my children have to go through. These kids are also so so so very smart, many of them have ...
Kamakura, Japan: Meeting the Daibatsu
... Emperor Go-Daigo tried to reassert the imperial authority but was defeated by Ashikaga Takauji who later turned against the ruling power in Kamakura to side with the emperor but not before defeating the now-famed samurai Kusunoki Masashige. Masashige's unclinching loyalty to the imperial family despite the emperor's tactical mistake in ordering his 700 mounted samurai to face 1000s of opponents led to his ...
One last hurrah
... on that front, real earthquakes don't start with a signal, infact I'd heard we'd had two magnitude 4 aftershocks during my stay, I had just managed to sleep like a baby through them.
My last day in Japan, and I have secured one of the elusive free tickets to the May sumo tournament. Normally this would have involved queuing up at dawn, but I had Koji on my side, who took the trouble of delivering the ticket to me at ...
Ginza, karaoke and tuna auction.
... music in the back. We had a beer and the guy asked us if we minded if he showed us the menu, of course we didn't. We ordered some food, which all was prepared with love by himself and his wife (?). We popped out to stuff the clothes into the dryer, went back in, wrote a few postcards and left towards the hotel. On the way back we spotted quite a few drivers waiting for somebody important finishing their business in a restaurant or other and taxi drivers secretly smoking behind their ...