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258-2 Matsubaracho Nikko, Tochigi, Kanto, 321-1406, Japan
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Temples, a waterfall and an earthquake in Nikko
... two weeks or so.
And as promised a small bit about japanese vending machines. Those things sell everything. From newspapers, to coffee, to haagen dazs ice cream, to beer, cigarettes and also the normal sodas and water. I'm told some even sell hot meals. For the cigarette vending machine, you need some kind of coin proving you are 20+, but you can just buy beer from a machines without a problem. A bit weird to be honest. Most vending machines ...
Nikko: Buddhism & Bangs!
... br>
A small hike later we were back near our hostel at the Nikko Woodcarving Center which was pretty cool. Amy was quite taken with the maple-leaf designed objects. Nikko by the way is full of maple-leaves turning an autumnal red in parts. To fit in we have been ordering french toast with maple syrup for breakfast...
After that we were on our way to hunt out Kirifuri Falls. It was 30 minutes up from the Woodcarving we were told, ...
Mountains and Shrines
... the river, followed by some rest time before we walked back to town for Teriyaki dinner. During dinner all the Japanese mobile phones in the room sounded an earthquake alert. An M5.1 quake occurred about 100km away and we didn't feel a thing! Finally on returning to the Turtle Inn Annex, I made use of the private onsen (ie. I could lock the door and have it to myself), enjoying a hot bath overlooking the river before going to ...
Theme Park Edo
... for one last stroll around the grounds before our final show for the day. At this point, things had really emptied out. Probably all of those little kids running around the town earlier had finally run out of steam.
The last show was the show I enjoyed the most. It was a performance of the Edo period art of Mizugei or water play. The show was 60% comedy and 40% magic. The performers consisted of a bumbling announcer and three women seated on a ...
Excursions and Over-consumption
... so very, very wrong.
After lunch, Hisato took me by the national sumo stadium just to take a look. Unfortunately, the sumo season had already long passed but he thought it would still be fun to show me the stadium where the tubby titans tangle. As we approached from the subway, there were colorful banners sailing in the light breeze announcing a children’s sumo tournament. “Mini” sumos? (I trust you see the irony in the diminutive of Sumo). Oh man, ...



