Kyoto Okura

Taking in the sites, since this is the last day(s) of the trip. I think after this tour, I'll be ...

The sounds, the smell, and the people reminds me that a culture's roots are some what dissapearing and the only way to preseve them is to isolate them from everything else. Spirt and body have to be one in order for life to flow. Funny how this coming ...

*sigh* Customs, taxes, security check. Another 10 hrs back to a place that I tried to escape, but fate has it that I have to return. *Sleep, eat, stretch, repeat. Coming to a Home where the heart supposedly holds. The things that I carry are ...

... gaudy, highly flashy character of the architecture she was bored by the time we'd spent a couple hours there. I guess too many trips to Kyoto has worn her out on that sort of thing. A couple of Mayu's old childhood friends live in Tokyo now, so we met ...

... proclaimed that our sins had gone up in smoke and that we could start our lives afresh. The ceremony ended with Mr. Okura’s second otsuzumi performance. The drumming and his calls invited the ghosts to move closer still, from the other rooms they ...

... two nights and during the day I visited some of the Sapporo sights such as a farm, the Sapporo Beer museum and the Okura ski jump mountain.  I then spent some time at the tourist office planning my trip to some national park.  After talking to ...

... happen in New York? Finally sitting down at Rakusho Kushu Maru we were treated to a phenomenal series of inventive yet authentic Kyoto dishes. With stylish décor, great service and delicious food, it was one of the best dining experiences of the ...