Foot baths on street corners-how civilized is this?
Good coffee everywhere, and, Lavazza in the shop.
So much art available. Paintings, sculptures, much I know nothing about-Manga + Anime.
Little Bo Peep girls walking down the street. Boys in hostess clubs look so feminine. Plenty of places available for is ladies.
There is piped in sound everywhere, ex: birds chirping at train platforms, music in the streets, when one sits on a toilet. Makes a sound of water running, however, it confused my body-made it stop, not go. So my timing is off.
Yes, white gloves are worn by many. Did not get pushed into the metro.
Money is never, creased, torn, dirty, wrinkled, always like new.
Even elders have toys hanging from their bags and even on their walkers.
My experience was full of amazing sights and experiences. The tour was full on. One fantasizes about staying at a Ryokan. Yes, I did sleep on the floor more than not, got better at getting up as the days went on.
The temples! Gold. The gardens: Zen itself. The shrines: beauty personified. People: graciousness, squared. Countryside: serene.
I took an Ikebana class and made a beautiful arrangement. Saw part of Mt. Fuji. Lucky me. Could not see Sumo wrestling. Bad luck.
Hakone has a Lalique Museum that knocked my socks off. Who could have known that? It even had rooms that were imported from France, made in glass!
Did I mention cherry blossoms? Got to see them in the mountains. A blessing.
I felt sad to leave Japan. It got better each day.
Now I am in a Hawaii, surrounded by Japanese. Ironic.
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