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Walking Tour Day 3: Ochiai to Tsumago

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For previous posts about my trip in Japan in May/early June, click here–

Day 3:

Originally:

  • Nakatsugawa to Tsumago
  • Distance: 11 miles or 17 km
  • Elevation Gain: 550m/1800 ft
  • Elevation Loss: 435 m/1490 ft

So, the guidebook said we could cut the hike down in size, and due to my poor pinky toes, we decided to do that, and change our day’s hike from Ochiai to Tsumago, which would be “only” 12 km.

We woke up and had a nice buffet breakfast at the “Onn”.

There were a variety of Japanese foods to choose from as well as some western style foods if one wanted. You can see I chose Japanese foods. After breakfast we checked out, left our suitcases to be picked up and attempted to get a cab on our own. This failed, so we had to go back inside and get the hotel to call one for us, which was successful. It was lightly raining off and on, but at least it wasn’t too hot!

We got dropped off in Ochiai-Juku, the old part of Ochiai, and started walking. I am not going to sugar coat things here, every step I took was painful. I tried a variety of things with socks and bandages and whatnot and finally settled on a way that I could go forward. And we did.

We were trying to follow the directions, but at one point we took a wrong turn, and a man in a truck stopped and asked if we were trying to hike the Nakasendo. We said yes, and he told us we had missed a turn and needed to turn back, haha. It wasn’t much off the path, luckily!

It must have been really funny in this picture!

We got to walk through trees that looked like this. So beautiful!

We were climbing a bit as we headed towards Magome, the next post-town of the day. The views were beautiful and pretty expansive.

We always loved the cobblestone parts, so scenic! I could have posted a dozen more photos of Louie or I standing on the cobblestone, but I shall spare you.

We were getting closer to Magome, which meant closer to getting a break, haha! So, the next part of the hike was the most popular on the trail. Many people would come to visit Magome itself, as it is a little traditional village that was rebuilt after a fire in 1915 and is super cute. The guidebook had a great point: “Vendors sell the classic food items of Nakasendo (soba, oyaki, gohei-mochi, etc) from their shopfronts, much as they would have done in the Edo period, making tourism today feel like the tourism of hundreds of years ago. And in that way, I can think of nothing more authentic.”

There aren’t many post towns that are so well preserved as Magome and then later in our hike, Tsumago. In a way, it is because the railroads were built and then these towns because less popular, so people left, and there was no need to tear things down. For Magome, tourism started in the 1960’s and as things were still much like they had been in 1915, it was a matter of simply making people keep them that way and helping to provide funding to do so. So the whole town is fake, yes, but also a living museum. And so cute, and car free for most of it, and totally uphill.

First we did a little shopping and tried some mochi balls. There were busloads of people and it was a little disconcerting after being around so few people the past two days! Then we needed coffee and stopped at a lovely place called “Hillbilly Coffee” that was recommended by our guidebook.

It was a rainy day, just lightly raining, so I kept being uncertain, did I want my raincoat on or off?

We got lunch next, at a soba place called Mikazukian. It was recommended by the coffee shop owner and also in our guidebook, and we both enjoyed it.

I ordered soba with tempura and Louie got one with lots of mushrooms.

We also had unsweetened tea at the table for no extra charge, and that was a nice change from water for a bit! The restaurant was busy but not overly crowded. I enjoyed my meal quite a bit.

The notice board.

We kept walking, up and up through Magome.

We were mostly at the top by now!

Then it was time to start hiking down a bit, then up a bit. Here is where there were other groups of hikers, as well as many signs warning us of bears. We had our own bear bells on, but along the way there would be large bells to ring to warn the bears you were coming.

Around here is where we saw a sign that we were entering Nagono prefecture from Gifu prefecture, where we had been hiking. We had to cross a busy highway, but we managed to avoid getting run over. This was the Magome Pass at 790 m, the highest point of the hike.

I don’t know why I was ducking underneath this bell, but this was one of the bear bells we would ring as we went by.

This was one of the higher points on the trail: after this, we really did mostly hike downhill from Magome to Tsumago.

It was a beautiful hike! There was a light rain so it was glistening and so green. I was hurting, yes, but trying to enjoy it anyway.

After walking downhill for awhile, we got to the Ichikokutochi Tebata Tea House. It is a tea house that is around 230 years old! The tea is free, but takes donations.

It was nice and cozy inside, with a fire going. We enjoyed some cups of tea.

There was a man working there, but he didn’t seem to want to chat. Perhaps he didn’t speak English, and we didn’t speak Japanese. We did thank him on our way back out into the…rain. It was a nice respite!

Another bear bell! I enjoyed ringing them. I think Louie found it a little awkward.

At one point, there was a side hike where you can go to see two waterfalls, with a 500 m round trip to see them. I was not up for it, but Louie wanted to go. We decided to split up and ring the bells even louder and he would catch up with me along the way.

Louie made it to the waterfalls! And I forged ahead, trying to go as fast as I could, which wasn’t very fast, haha.

He caught up with me shortly before we got to our inn for the night. It was raining heavier at this point and we were both ready to be done. And then, there it was, Tsutamuraya!

We actually had an awkward time figuring out how to enter, as what we thought was the door was actually just a window. We saw people inside around a small fire, but we couldn’t figure out the door! It is the white thing, and you have a large step to go over.

Anyway, we made it in, took off our shoes (glorious!) and had some tea around a small fire. There was a group of Australians there already, who had been hiking as well, 6 of them.

This inn was very old and traditional. We had shared bathrooms, low ceilings, paper walls and paper on the windows. We got to our room and hurried to get to the bath in order to beat the crowds, haha. There were baths to use, but only two. Louie and I got showered and got into the tub, but as I was getting in, I sort of tripped over a step and ended up stubbing one of my pinky toes which was ALREADY a mess. So that sucked, but it was nice to relax in the bath and be clean, of course.

Then I took a look at my toes, and it was a bit scary. They were huge and misshapen–I had a sewing kit so I sterilized a needle and tried to pop the blisters. I realized I had been keeping them moist at all times with these special bandaids I was using, but Louie thought I should have been keeping them dry, so it was a mess. Who even knows. What I really needed was probably a pair of hiking sandals for the future, but I only had my sneakers and my hiking shoes, both of which were squeezing my toes.

Anyway, then it was time for dinner. We went downstairs and officially met the rest of the guests–the Australians, a rowdy group of three couples doing a similar walk to us with another company, and a family from New Zealand of a mom, dad, and two younger kids. The mom taught Japanese and had done a study abroad and personally knew the son of the owner of the inn, so they were just doing a road trip around Japan. The kids were great, and the older one was very friendly and talkative–he was about 10 years old.

We enjoyed our dinner–it was tasty, and we ordered some sake with it that the owners brewed themselves. All the food was from the property: they farm their own food, breed their own fish, and brew their own sake. The sake was cloudy, something we hadn’t had before, and we really enjoyed it.

At one point during dinner we were talking about our walking tour companies, and we said we were with Really Rural Japan, and the others said, who? And we saw it again, and we realized how difficult saying Really Rural Japan was, and how it reminded me of the Rural Juror from 30 Rock. I think laughing over that idea really made us all loosen up and be more amenable to talking with each other as well, ha!

It was a bit of a maze to get around the house–we had to duck under some low ceilings, go up stairs, around corners, down long hallways. And then there was another bathroom closer that you had to go downstairs for. It was pretty crazy!

During dinner they closed the windows to the outside due to the constant rain. There were wooden shutters over the paper windows.

This is with the shutters open. Our rooms overlooked a lovely garden in the back yard.

The bedroom without the futons–we had to unpack them from the closet and lay them out and I guess I forgot to take a picture!

A narrow hallway to our room.

More narrow hallway!

This was a little newer: a stairway down to a sink and toilet area. We also figured out that you could sneak through there to get to the dining area instead of going all the way around.

Anyway, after dinner there wasn’t much to do, so we just went upstairs to relax and read. The rain continued and made for a nice backdrop to the evening, though we were both quite worried about what the next day’s hike would look like. To be continued…

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Walking Tour Day 2: Hosokute to Ena

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Writing a blog is harder work than you would think. Probably not as hard as being an influencer and having to pretend that your life is amazing and spend hours a day on videos and “content”, but you know, for instance, today is a day off and I have to get my hair cut, and plus, I’m reading a fun book (a REAL book, not on my kindle, which means I need light) and I could be doing that instead of blogging. BUT I want to do this, it is a hobby I greatly enjoy, and I also know that my mother and other people enjoy reading it, so here we go.

For previous posts about my trip in Japan in May/early June, click here–

Day 2: Hosokute to Ena

  • Distance: 12 miles or 19 km
  • Elevation Gain: 1125 feet or 350 m
  • Elevation Loss: 1650 feet or 500 m

Here is what the guidebook said about this hike:

“Time for a long and rolling hike. This 19km goes over the Biwa Pass with its amazing original Edo period cobblestones. After the ancient post town of Okute, it is time for the 13 passes. This long, rolling section gets quite meditative as it finally emerges in the town of Ena, formerly called Oi.”

I really enjoyed that paragraph. 13 passes though, that sounds like a lot! Let’s see how it went.

Day 2: Breakfast was at 7 am, so we were up and at ’em early. But we’d gone to sleep early, so it was actually a really restful night. We would need it! (spoiler alert, haha).

All kinds of good things for breakfast! I must say, (and maybe I already said this in a previous post, but!) I had worried that I wouldn’t like Japanese breakfasts, but it turned out that I adored them. I miss them! There wasn’t a single day in Japan that I wished I had a western style breakfast, I loved all the pickly bits, the slimy veggies, the salad for breakfast, the rice and miso soup. The only thing that I didn’t like was when we couldn’t get coffee, but that was rarely the case: Japanese people may not have loved coffee but they knew that we Westerners love it for breakfast, so it was usually on offer.

Wearing my yukata. The yukata is a robe that you are given to wear around the ryokan (traditional inn). I wore it over my pajamas in this case.

After breakfast we packed up and headed out. We left our suitcases to be transferred to the next stop, and we said our goodbyes to our hosts, the owners of the hotel. They were so wonderful, hospitable, friendly, and the food was SO GOOD.

A picture with Mr. and Mrs. Sakai from Daikokuya Ryokan.

Japan is known for its vending machines, but still we were surprised to see a tobacco vending machine.

A battery vending machine, how fun!

We walked on the road for about 5 km, which wasn’t my favorite. It wasn’t a busy road, so that wasn’t a big deal, but the road is hard on the feet! I was wearing some hiking shoes–honestly, I made some mistakes with my footwear, and it started with a toe injury in March, and I’m still figuring things out. This was a hard day, as my pinky blisters were acting up, and really nothing I could do seemed to help. But–

We passed by this lovely place. It is called Benzaiten-no-ike and is a shrine to Benzaiten, the goddess of all that flows including water, music, words, and time.

Louie walking across the bridge.

It was turning into a hot and sunny day, so we made sure to stay up on our sunscreen and water. We stopped for a little snack at one point and enjoyed some salty edamame snacks, which actually seemed to be like a pringles type snack, that was reconstituted into the shape of an edamame bean.

We saw some interesting and strange things on the trail, such as this snowman!

Oh hey, more rice paddies!

Finally the path turned to grass rather than a road, it was a true relief! We passed by a house with an amazing garden of various strange sculptures, lots of cats and frogs.

The trees and ferns and undergrowth was so pretty, we couldn’t resist a photo together.

According to the guidebook, this stretch of the road is very much like it was in Edo period, and these huge ishidatami cobblestones were recovered in the late 1990s.

Nothing about the trail was that wild: people took good care of it, the shrines, the temples, and here, a bird house. But it was natural, and not busy, and we couldn’t get over how nice the air was.

Then we entered the post town of Okute. We tried to imagine living in a tiny town like this. We were always struck by how LOVELY everything was, even in the country, the houses were well cared for and the gardens neat and tidy. We would see exceptions here and there, but for the most part the places we walked by and through seemed loved and respected.

This was the notice board for Okute. Travelers would find information and notices here, as well as the town people.

This was a very large stump from a very large tree! The tree was around 1300 years old and was struck by lightning in 2004 and slowly died after that. It sits in front of the Okute Shimnei Shrine.

We found ourselves in Marumori next, an old hatagoya (inn) which is now a museum. We were walking by and a few elderly people waved us in and insisted we sit down. I was fine with this! Then they offered us what I assumed would be a cup of tea, but it was actually a cup of soup, a bit of a shock! We had said our greetings using Japanese, and one of the people asked us how good our Japanese was. We laughed because the answer was, no, our Japanese is TERRIBLE. We spent 5-10 minutes there trying to converse with the one woman who spoke a little English and using hand gestures and such a lot. We were surprised that a tiny museum in a tiny town had 5-6 volunteers working, but maybe it would get busier later? Or maybe there just wasn’t much else to do!

Then we headed along the trail, waving goodbyes and with them all watching us. We immediately hit a “T” intersection and started pulling out our navigational aids to see what to do, and then all the people from the museum were motioning and calling out “right! right!” which was indeed correct. It was quite a moment of embarassment for us!

We entered the forest again, and saw this sign–watch out for bears, I assume!

This was a cave with 33 horse-headed Bato-Kannon statues. These Kannon (part of Buddhism, I believe) offered protection for travelers and took donations in return. Often we would see coins outside of various shrines and temples, and it seemed that nobody bothered these coins, or stole them. Of course, we wouldn’t notice if the coins were all gone, would we? But again, it seemed that in Japan, people took pride in having nice things.

For lunch, we took a small break and enjoyed some onigiri (rice balls) that we had gotten that morning from the ryokan. We had some trouble finding a place to sit that wasn’t overrun with flies!

This is me standing between two mounds. These mounds were distance markings for ancient travelers, called ichi-ri-tzuka. A “ri” was the distance you could walk in an hour, so things were measured in ri. These mounds were originally built for every ri, which is about 2.44 miles, but most were demolished during the modernization of Japan. We definitely saw a few during our walks. (St Louis has its own history of mounds, so we felt right at home!)

Some beautiful homes and gardens we walked by.

As the day went on, it got hotter, and we grew weary. We took some breaks and drank plenty of water, but I really just wanted something cold. And then, in the distance, we saw a vending machine…with cold drinks! Right by a bathroom as well, which was nice to use.

I should say a few things about the bathrooms on the trail: usually we had no trouble finding one–there were plenty around, or in the towns. We rarely had trouble finding them when we needed, and of course made sure to use them when they were available. Usually they were in excellent condition, sometimes only good condition, but rarely did they seem like public bathrooms in the States.

We saw some wildlife along the trail, but no bears.

A lizard!

Me below a huge electric tower.

Very important signs, either that you need to bathe any pigs you come across, or that you need to bathe after petting pigs.

I don’t know why all my pictures of Louie are in the shadows, but for my excuse, I was exhausted and my feet hurt. You can see the mountains in the background.

As far as the 13 passes went, we didn’t count that many. We would go uphill and then downhill and some were obvious, nothing too terribly difficult, or at least if every step didn’t hurt they wouldn’t have been, but sometimes there would be a tiny uphill and we weren’t sure whether to count it. Either method of counting, I only made it to about 9 or 10, but as we finally started getting into the town of Ena, I knew we must have miscounted. Oh well!

The last mile or so of the walk was really tough, along a busier road in Ena, we were exhausted (well, I was, and maybe Louie was too, unsure!) and it was still hot and sunny. But we finally made it to the train station, where we would take a train from Ena to Nakatsugawa, our home for the night.

It was a short but painful walk from the Nakatsugawa train station to Onn Nakatsugawa where we were staying. We made it though, and it was a huge relief to take off my shoes at the hotel!

We freshened up, hitting the onsen, which was quite enjoyable. I was getting more used to the bathing (you sit on a stool and use a hand held nozzle to clean yourself thoroughly before getting into the bath, nude) though I noticed very few westerners seemed to be comfortable with the setup.

After freshening up, we went in search of dinner. Sadly I had to put shoes back on: note to everybody, BRING SANDALS. We found a wonderful izakaya a short walk from the hotel.

Not this place, though I do assume it was good, if it was around since 1953. Who doesn’t enjoy spaghetti and coffee?

A lovely view of the river.

Look at us, all cleaned up!

We sat at the bar, and enjoyed some drinks and bar food (that’s what an izakaya is, and you might be charge a seat fee, don’t panic). We also ended up chatting a bit with a friendly Japanese man who sat down by us, he was in a large group who he said were his colleagues on a business trip and enjoyed practicing his (very good) English and I think, talking to people who weren’t his colleagues.

This is what they mean by the large dishes lined up, there were a variety of plates of food on the bar, which was great because you could see exactly how things were prepared!

We shared everything and enjoyed quite a feast! After a long day of walking, it was so great to sit and eat and relax. After dinner, we headed back and fell asleep easily.

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Walking Tour Day 1: Mitake to Hosokute

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I’m sorry for my delay in writing about this trip. Life hasn’t been that busy, but I have been busy enough…it’s also been challenging transitioning back into “regular life”. I finally caught up with photos enough to blog about some more of the Japan trip!

For previous posts:

Nagoya: Not boring at all

Starting off in Tokyo

Off to Kyoto on a very fast train!

Takayama for a few days

One Night in Inuyama

Day 1: Mitake to Hosokute

  • Distance: 7 miles or 12 km.
  • Elevation Gain: 1400 feet or 425 m
  • Elvation Loss: 400 feet or 120 m

So, we last left off at the Hotel μ Style Inuyama where we had spent the night. We got up early and Louie went to the onsen first, and then we had breakfast, which was fun. It was a big room, and there was a buffet set up with a variety of Japanese and Western food, but you first went through a line to have a salad made, with some choices on toppings. After you got the salad, you had unlimited choices as to what else you wanted to eat. We both made sure to eat a hearty breakfast as we had 7 miles or so of walking ahead of us!

After breakfast we packed up and headed down to checkout. We had our stuff organized with a carry on size suitcase and a hiking backpack for each of us. Our luggage would be transported to our next destination for the night, so we just had to leave it there. The front desk people seemed confused though, so I did message our company, Really Rural Japan to make sure everything was taken care of–they responded quickly that they called and it was all good. We also stopped at a Family Mart at the station to pick up snacks and lunch, as we were told there wouldn’t be many places to eat today. We got a few different sandwiches as well as some salty snacks and nuts.

We used our Suica cards to travel from Inuyama to the transfer stop, Shin Kani, but then grew worried that we would need a paper ticket for the next stop and wouldn’t have time to make it all work. We were very stressed by the time we got to the station, and then we quickly discovered that it was literally a 20 second walk between platforms, and the station master easily helped us scan out with our Suica card and then buy tickets–the whole procedure took less than one minute and we made the next train with no issues whatsoever.

We got off the train at Mitake, which was a very small station, with clean bathrooms…but you had to squat. And then it was time to get walking.

As the guidebook said, “You are about to get very rural, very fast.”

We were so excited! It was very different from being in a city already, the air was fresh, and we “only” had 7 miles ahead of us. Nothing to do today but walk. We had a guidebook with the written instructions as well as GPS routes through an app called Gaia, and it took a little while to get used to navigating.

I was a big nerd and had decided to use a belly bag to store things that I wanted easily accessible like my phone for pictures, a place for my sunglasses and a few other things. This worked out really well even though I look like a weirdo.

One of the first things we noticed was the rice paddies. They were everywhere! Sometimes people were working in them, but usually they were just there, you know, growing rice. I was surprised by this at first: I think I assumed there would be huge industries running the rice paddies like the corn farmers and dairy farmers here, but it seemed to be a lot of individual people growing their own rice, just as one here in the States might have a backyard garden.

We walked along a road for awhile, maybe even the first mile, but finally we went off onto a grassy path instead. It was so lovely!

The road was less road-like in this picture.

We saw many many shrines and temples along the way, ranging from very tiny to larger.

So, what is the Nakasendo Trail? It was originally a route from Kyoto to Tokyo (formerly known as Edo) and it went through 69 different little towns, called “Post towns” where travelers could sleep, eat and get information and supplies. We would be walking on the Nakasendo Trail for 5 days, so only a little bit of it, but doing what we were told was some of the most beautiful parts. The first two days would be parts that were less commonly walked and then we would be into a part that was walked quite a lot.

Bamboo Trees in the wild

We walked on various types of paths, paved, dirt, grass, and cobblestones.

Cobblestones were obviously the most scenic!

As we got closer to lunchtime, we also got closer to “La Province” which was advertised as a cake shop that we shouldn’t miss. We decided to first eat our sandwiches, so we stopped at a place called “Gotemba” for that, and it is “where Princess Kazunomiya rested on her journey to Edo to marry the 14th Tokugawa Shogun, Tokugawa Iemochi.”

We were surprised to see that the cake shop was a French cake shop! It was an absolutely gorgeous setting, up on a mountain/hill with a great view, and a beautiful garden.

We ordered cakes and coffees, and were thrilled to sit down for a bit as well. They also filled up our water bottles with ice water for us, which we super appreciated.
There were more things I would have to liked to eat from the display case, but we didn’t want to make ourselves sick.

Louie got artsy with photos in the garden, haha. It was nice to relax and enjoy food for a bit, as well as freshen up in the bathroom a bit. We felt like we were a little dirty and sweaty for the place (you could also drive there) but no one seemed to mind.

Then it was back on the path! By now we were getting the hang of the navigation, Gaia worked best rather than trying to follow the written directions, and then there were plenty of blue signs that said Nakasendo, as well.

This was one of my favorite parts of the path for a bit: it was shady and downhill, hah! It looks like this part was about 3 km long, so you do the math on that.

These are Buddhist monuments along the way.

Watch out for bears! We did get a lot of warning about bears, and we had bells hanging from us that the company supplied to make a little noise as we went so that we wouldn’t sneak up on bears. Those signs are pointing the way to the Nakasendo Trail: we learned those characters soon enough!

As the afternoon went on, I was getting more and more tired. The last few km were on a road in the sun, and I was exhausted… and then we saw it, our hotel for the night in Hosokute Juku, called Daikokuya Ryokan.

Louie took some pictures first, and as we were outside doing photographs, the owner came out to greet us. It was just past 3:00, so not the longest day, but it felt long! I was thrilled to take my shoes off and yes, our luggage had arrived. There has been an inn in this location for hundreds of years and has been passed down through many generations in the Sakai family. This building was built in 1859 to replace another one that burnt down in a fire. It is, as you can see, very traditional and inside there are tatami mats, sliding doors, and futons.

We loved it! It turned out that we had two large rooms to use: one for sleeping and one a sitting room, and though the bathrooms were down a flight of stairs, one bathroom was reserved for us and the other bathroom was for the other guest: yes, there were just three guests that night! We freshened up and lay down for a bit, there was wi fi as well so that we could send texts and check instagram.

You can see some of the wood here–this was from a hallway sort of around our rooms. I was poking around to see what the layout was, and it looked like the area where we stayed was at one time at least 3 different bedrooms. I imagine now they charge more for guests and have less of them–we were lucky to get this place and I don’t know how much it cost.

The futons we would sleep on. I grew to really love sleeping on futons, though sometimes getting up and down wasn’t easy!

We chose 6:30 for dinner to maximize our bathing and rest time beforehand. Dinner was downstairs in a middle area.

They invited us to the morning exercise, but it seemed like a bad idea with all the walking we would do the next day. It looked like a unique opportunity though!

We headed downstairs for dinner, wearing our yukatas. The table was set with the cold dishes and veggies.

There was tea and water, as well as sake for extra money. (Cash)

So the Nagazara and Kobathi were already on the table, and after we finished those they brought each following course. Fish, Taro Ball, Tempura, and then rice and miso soup–they asked if we were still hungry for it, and we were.

This was the best tempura we had in all of Japan, not just so far on our trip. We didn’t know it at the time, though we suspected.

Some fruit. I’m not sure if there were more pieces and I forgot to take the picture earlier, ha!

And green tea ice cream. The owner told us that this was a special treat for Really Rural Japan folks, lucky us! The whole meal was so delicious, everything we ate was delicious, though especially the tempura, plus all the little dishes at the beginning. Just phenomonal. We were so happy to be there, and so happy to be at the start of a 5 day walking tour!

How were my feet? Okay…they didn’t feel too terrible at this time, though my soles were tired by the end of the day. I had wrapped them in these specific blister bandages I’d bought in Nagoya, and it was working okay at this time.

After dinner, there was absolutely nothing to do, but that was okay as we were exhausted and breakfast was at 7, so we just went to bed.

I’ll leave you there, but I promise I’ll be back soon with another day of our trip!

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End of July

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Hi all! I know it’s been awhile: I was traveling again and I just don’t blog while I’m gone. Now I’m home and recovering from a redeye flight home from Anchorage…we had a fabulous trip in Alaska which I’ll probably tell you about once I finish telling you about Japan. I have had an incredibly amazing year of travel, and I feel so incredibly lucky to be able to do this. I may not continue this pace, but I might, and I will be thrilled either way.

Right now: I finished unpacking, pulled out all the little “this and that” souvenirs that I acquired. Magnets, prints, a t shirt, a pair of earrings. Some trips I buy more souvenirs than others, but the main goal is to keep the luggage light. This trip wasn’t great with that as I ended up with a checked bag that was stuffed to the brims (it’s about a 34 inch bag which is large for a carry on but small for checked, but it really can expand). Part of that is I made the mistake of visiting an excellent bookstore on Granville Island in Vancouver (Noorongi Books) and they had books I’d never seen or heard of before and I had to buy some…

Anyway, we just finished a trip with about one week in Vancouver, then a cruise from Vancouver to Whittier (near Anchorage), then we rented a car and went to Seward for two nights, then finished up with two nights in Anchorage. The scenery was ridiculously gorgeous. The highlight was kayaking near Northwestern Glacier outside of Seward.

Paddling behind an iceberg in front of a glacier. Does it get any better?

So I’ll share more soon: I have a lot to write about and SO MANY PICTURES. It was amazing: so much wildlife! Mountains! Lakes! Flowers! Glaciers! Gorgeous hikes!

Okay, you can tell I loved it.

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One night in Inuyama

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After this post, I may have to take a break and catch you up to more recent happenings in my life, but for now, onward and upward! Let’s continue the recaps of my recent trip to Japan.

Nagoya: Not boring at all

Starting off in Tokyo

Off to Kyoto on a very fast train!

Takayama for a few days

Day 11:

Breakfast was “meh” as the day before.

We checked out of the Lamp Light Books Hotel and got some blister bandaids for me before going to the train station. Louie and I had some confusion about which train to take and then we ended up having to stand for most of the trip from Nagoya to Inuyama, which was not great. It was about 40-50 minutes of a ride, and we did get to sit by the end of it. The good thing was that our hotel ended up being literally right across the street from the station in Inuyama and we easily dropped off our bags. We were staying at the Hotel Myu Inuyama Experience, which was the first night of our walking tour, and seemed like a really nice hotel, but we would have to return later after check in time.

We got on a bus just on the other side of the train station that took us to our destination for the morning, Meiji Mura, an open air museum! The bus was easy to ride and we got there shortly after it opened, at 10 am.

Truth: my feet were hurting but we enjoyed walking from house to house, from building to building. The place was huge with various different areas, all filled with houses and buildings and even bridges from all over Japan and brought there to show. The rooms often had displays of various artifacts too, sometimes only in Japanese and we needed to use google translate. Sometimes we had to take our shoes off to enter and others we didn’t–it depended on if there was a tatami mat or not.

This one was shoes off, as that is a tatami mat.
An old phone display inside an old telephone building.
A truly ancient phone.

Shortly after noon I was suddenly very hungry so we found a place to sit down and eat. Unfortunately we had to wait in line for about 40 minutes, and then the food wasn’t very good. Not my finest decision.

Omelets with sauces: Louie’s had tomato and mine was a brown gravy.

We wandered around some more after lunch: some highlights included the Old Imperial Hotel Lobby designed by Frank Lloyd Wright and a machine building with various machines Louie loved.

Also a prison
The Imperial Hotel
Inside the lobby. We enjoyed a coffee and cake at the cafe as well. It was hot outside and nice to rest.

You might be asking, how were you planning to walk the next day if your feet hurt so much. Well, yes. I was wondering that as well! But remember, Louie and I have a motto in our relationship, which is, work harder, not smarter.

Anyway, finally I was just beat, so exhausted. Louie ran off to hit another place and meet me though, because he was able to walk much faster and he wanted to see a few more things. Meiji Mura is a huge park and we could have probably spent a few more days there and still not seen everything! It was really amazing though, and very enjoyable.

How did they move a whole cathedral?
Me standing next to some machinery thing.

Louie almost couldn’t find me then, and I really wanted us to catch the 3:30 bus, and then, we did! But we had to stand the whole way. Like, it was totally packed, and it absolutely sucked to stand up but I embraced the hardship and we did it.

Then we went to check in: there was a bit of confusion as I was supposed to get some things at check in from the tour company and they weren’t there! But then the hotel staff realized that the stuff was already in our room: bear bells, guidebooks, and luggage tags.

At this point, we were both exhausted, and poor Louie was also feeling sick from his cold, so we just rested up in the room for a bit and went to the onsen. The onsen was really nice: it had indoor and outdoor pools which was delightful! I enjoyed both sides–the outdoor water was a bit cloudy as well from the minerals, and that was nice.

Around 6 or so we went out to find dinner. We had trouble deciding where to go because I was struggling to walk with my blisters and tired feet, but we settled on a place that was perhaps highly rated on Tablelog (could also just have been another place entirely, there was no way to know), but it was friendly and looked like a cool place. They had ramen and beers and didn’t speak English, and seemed to be in a temporary building with plastic walls. The cooks were outside when we got there and encouraged us to come in, so we did!

After dinner we walked to 7-11 to get cash and ice cream and then we happened upon a good pharmacy where Louie was able to get some more cold medicine. We actually got to talk with the pharmacist, which was super helpful.

Sunset from the room that night.

And that concluded our day in Inuyama. The next morning we would be starting our 5 day walk on the Nakasendo Trail, so I’ll save that for my next post!

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Nagoya, not boring at all: robot violins, eel, and corn dogs

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Just a reminder, here are some previous posts about our trip to Japan at the end of May/early June:

Starting off in Tokyo

Off to Kyoto on a very fast train!

Takayama for a few days

When I decided we should go to Nagoya, I knew this was against recommendations: most people say, oh, Nagoya is boring, don’t go to Nagoya, you won’t see anything different there. But I included Nagoya in our itinerary for two reasons: 1) The violin playing Robot at the Toyota Commemorative Museum and 2) It was near where we needed to meet up to start our hiking tour.

We did have to do a little backtracking, as we had been to Nagoya station already en route from Kyoto to Takayama, but it still made sense, IF we wanted to see Takayama, which I am so glad we did.

Day 9: We woke up and had breakfast at Ryokan Kaminaka.

Louie wore his yukata to breakfast, because he could. He also decided to visit the onsen one more time in the morning. After breakfast we packed up to catch the train to Nagoya.

This phone was in our room. We loved that it was on a pillow.

A last picture of the cool hallway we walked down. We loved this hotel: very clean, the owner was scary at first, but actually very sweet and kind and we would stay there again.

The train station was very nice and easy to get to. It always feels like the trip from a hotel to the train station is shorter than the trip from the train station to the hotel.

The train station was very modern looking. I suspect as tourism has grown the train station grew with it. In any case, we bought coffees at a shop and then headed for the gate, only to realize first we had to wait in a long line to enter the gates. No worries, as we had assigned seats: I booked “green car” seats for this ride, which were an upgraded seat. We did have a little more leg room and foot rests, though the seats had always been comfortable.

The train ride was lovely, relaxing, and uneventful. We arrived in Nagoya around noon and caught the subway to our hotel, the Lamplight Books Hotel. We dropped off our bags and then headed to lunch. Louie found a nice looking lace nearby and went in: we had to order at the counter and we were ordering by picture. It was some fried chicken pieces, rice, some veggies, and soup for 1000 yen. After we sat down I asked for water (mizu) and they brought that plus a pitcher to refill, so I thought. It turned out the pitcher had unsweetened iced tea in it, so that was funny.

After lunch we walked around the historic area of Nagoya and more places in the area.

So many roots!
Shrine on the roof?
Spaghetti and Coffee, classic combination
Multi-level parking garage.

We went back to the hotel to get coffee, but I decided we should go get walking sticks for me since my foot was still bugging me. I found a great running/walking shop and found some nice lightweight fold up sticks, and Louie got some socks too. One big mistake I made was not also buying a pair of flip flops there: there was a pair but it was more than I wanted to pay plus I was worried I would hurt my big toe to save my little toe.

After that we checked into the hotel and did a load of laundry. This was a “western style hotel” with beds and showers. We had a small room with a balcony. No onsen, crazy! The hotel had books on the first floor that you could borrow as well as some for sale, and there were a few books in the room as well.

I had bought tickets for a symphony concert that night, the Vienna Symphony Orchestra, NOT to be confused with the Vienna Philharmonic, which I absolutely had. I forgot to mention earlier: I had to pick the tickets up at a Lawson convenience mart, and that was a bit of an adventure. You use an automated machine to do so, but it was really difficult to find the buttons to turn it into English. Finally I got it to work! Our hotel was well situated across the street from a Lawson and with several 7-11’s within another block or two.

But I digress: we were running later than planned due to the laundry, so we ended up taking a cab to the concert, which was very easy.

The program was Dvorak Carnival Overture, Ravel piano concerto, and Dvorak New World Symphony. I loved the program and thought the orchestra was great.

Those things that look like curtains aren’t: they are plaster or something. The hall was full, probably sold out, and the audience very appreciative. The pianist played an encore, an arrangement of An American in Paris with bass, trumpet, and drums. And at the end of the concert the orchestra played two encores: a Slavonic dance, and then thunder and lightning polka, gotta have a waltz or polka if you are Viennese, right?

To get to the hall, you entered the facility, but went up and up and up on escalators. It was an arts center with a variety of venues within in, and it seemed the hall was on the 4th or 5th floor. So afterwards, we went back down all the same escalators. It was quite a place!

We were ready for dinner after that but had trouble figuring out where. One thing we ran into was finding a good looking place on Google or Tabelog, but then not being able to find it in real life. In this case, we found what we thought was a good izakaya, but ended up at some student type place. You had to order from the website which made it easy though. We wanted to switch tables to one less drafty (right next to us, which was empty) but they wouldn’t let us!

I ordered what I thought was a fruit sour with peach and then Louie got a highball. The drinks arrived while I was in the restroom. I enjoyed my drink, but it wasn’t too fruity so I decided to order Louie’s drink next since it was delicious and fruity. Well, this round of drinks came out and we realized that I had been drinking his highball and he drank my drink! So a second highball for me, and then we had to order a third round so I could get the white peach cocktail I initially wanted.

Food wise we had some weird stew things including what was basically a corn dog, then a “tofu salad’ that I thought had tuna salads on it though Louie wasn’t in agreement on that. We also got pickles. It was some strange food but worth it for the hilariousness of the drinks.

The stew.

Louie and the tofu salad.

We walked back to the hotel from there and enjoyed the liveliness of Nagoya before going to bed. It certainly was different than Takayama!

Day 10

We slept in a little bit–until 8 am or so, and then got breakfast at the hotel. I had paid 5-6 dollars for each breakfast, which included a drink and two breakfast sandwiches. The coffee was good, the sandwiches were meh: tiny and just reheated in the microwave. Very cute though.

We took the train to the Toyota Commemorative Museum next. The train system in Nagoya was easy to use: just tap your phone for your Suica card like in Kyoto and Tokyo. We got to the museum around 10 am, and right off the bat we knew this was a cool place. The exhibits talked about the history of the Toyota company with tons of machines. First we spent about an hour in the section about textiles.

Toyota was first a textile company, did you know?

Next we went to see the robot violin demonstration, which was only at certain times during the day, so I wanted to make sure to see it.

Here are some links to see it play! Pachebel’s Canon and another one.

If you watch the videos, you’ll see that it actually isn’t very good BUT it is also amazing. A robot playing the violin! But I’m not likely to be replaced by it any time soon.

Next we headed for the automotive side of the museum, which took awhile. It’s huge, plus Louie loves this stuff.

My obsession with little trucks continued.

Around 1:00 I convinced Louie to take a break so we could eat: I figured he still needed at least another hour and I would be very cranky by then. We went to the restaurant there and had pretty good noodles with shrimp tempura and coffee after.

Louie went back to the automotive part after lunch and I watched the robot violin again before meeting up with him.

We stayed at the museum until about 3:30 then walked over to the Noritake gardens and store (ceramics).

It was a beautiful day! My feet were killing me by then so we took a cab back to the hotel.

We rested a bit and then it was time for dinner. I had made a reservation at an eel restaurant named Okafuji. I had reserved a set menu.

The first course had sashimi as well as a variety of tastes of little salad-like things.

Then the second course came out but only mine. Fried eel, some little fishes, and a savory egg custard dish with tomato (chawanmushi). We waited and waited, but they didn’t bring Louie’s out.

Finally a woman stopped and using an online translator told us they ran our of food and would be bringing him something different. No problem, we said, so we split my food and waited for his. When they brought his course, we realized the only thing they had run out of was the custard though, his was hot with seafood and mushrooms instead of cold like mine, and the rest of the items were the same. He actually preferred the hot one anyway!

The next course was the main thing we were there for: hitsumabushi. You get eel in a sauce over rice and you eat it four ways: 1) on its own. 2) with green onions and wasabi. 3) with dashi (broth). 4) Your favorite way. All were good but we both liked with green onions and wasabi the best, so I guess we both preferred #4.

This is the hitsumabushi course. The dashi is in the red pot.

Dessert was a sort of matcha jello with red beans and of course, tea.

Afterwards Louie wasn’t feeling great, he thought he was coming down with a cold, so we just walked around a little bit and then went to bed early.

The next morning we would be moving on, to Inuyama, so I’ll leave this here. Let me know in the comments if you have any questions!

thoughts about violin, teaching, running, life.