Urban Hotel Kyoto
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... luggage and took a taxi to the Ryokan. The taxi driver dropped us off at the wrong spot but we were able to find the place after asking a few locals. This is basically a local's traditional home that is rented out to people. The administration office was a few blocks away so it took a bit to figure out how to get in. Once we were in, we turned on the air conditioning, put on the provided yukatas (house coats) and relaxed. We were going to try and see a bunch ...
... two hours there.
The experience later led us to decide renting a car in Japan. (of course not this trip, but the trip next year) I guess we're not typical tourists. We're a kind of special tourists. We like to be like local people, going to local markets and seeing routine life. Simply being in another country is enough for a tourist. The important thing is how we talk ...
We tried to find Ponto-cho (the alley
way where geisha and geisha-in-training are often sighted) and
thought we had at one stage (it turned out we were one street off –
we found it just as we were leaving Kyoto). Anyway, we had an awesome
dinner at an Indonesian restaurant called Hati Hati. The waiter was
from Bundung and was happy to learn that Steph's background was
Indonesian. We had some delicious satay, ayam goreng ...
Then we strolled down Teramachi-dori and came across two Shinto shrines. In the first Joan lit a candle for her recently deceased brother, John, and wrote out a request for a blessing for Wayne and Maxine, his children. There was an area where people came and filled bottles with water from a water outlet in the temple.
At the end of the street we found a restaurant that sold Japanese food, but had an ...
... then go another 300 meters and you’ll see Big man screens. Unfortunately once you are in Umeda station, you can hurry up, purely because there are so many people who slow you down. Finally we found those Big man screens. What was worse? We didn’t see my friend. Now, was he late too, or he was here and left? We moved towards the exit when I heard my name, we turned and there he was coming out of book shop. Somebody in Japan we could understand. His name is Rudo by the way. ...