<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32316627</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:57:51.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamorous in Retrospect - Japan</title><subtitle type='html'>Domo arigato</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32316627.post-115606346932200094</id><published>2006-08-20T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T07:03:29.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20014%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20014%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo was even more vibrant than I expected it to be. Everywhere people are buzzing around, lights are glowing, and there are a million things to see. It also gave off a far more relaxed vibe than Seoul (which I also love, don't get me wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20013%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20013%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harajuku. This is a pretty famous area of Tokyo. It's known for its trendiness, and it's swarming with teenagers wearing anything they can think of. It's a nice switch from Korea, where people are born to conform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might reconize the name Harajuku from far too many Gwen Stefani songs. Those four Japanese girls she takes everywhere who aren't allowed to talk are her 'Harajuku girls'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20095%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20095%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obis for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20088%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20088%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimono and obis on display in a shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20139%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20139%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road leading up to the palace. You can't really get much closer, as the royal family still lives here. The grounds are nice, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20240%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20240%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hydrangeas on the Imperial grounds. I have to miss a friend's wedding in January, so Lisa, these are for you!! Miss you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20243%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20243%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20329%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20329%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance to a shrine for an evening service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20322%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20322%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This small girl was sweet enough to let me take her picture. She's eating a chocolate-dipped banana. Mmmmm chocolate-dipped banana....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20160%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20160%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese socks. They're made to be able to be worn with geta. I love them, I think they're the greatest socks ever. My feet here look a little penguiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20330%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20330%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zebra crossing at a busy street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20311%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20311%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows my friend Rachel will think this picture is almost scary in how much it looks like her. If you don't know her, she's tall, gorgeous, tanned, and has long blonde hair. Oh, and her face actually looks EXACTLY like this cartoon's... Frightening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20334%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20334%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, so don't even TRY to light up those cigarettes outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20137%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20137%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poster on a subway. I just thought it looked ridiculously funny. It has a certain 'Mr. Sparkle' quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20123%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20123%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madness at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20120%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20120%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neon lights of Shinjuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20345%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20345%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I pictured Tokyo, I always thought of the lights, and they were no dissapointment. The neon buildings rise like walls all around the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20346%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20346%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Tokyo skyscrapers at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20347%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20347%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the insane street crossing in Tokyo. When the light goes for walking, people just walk all over where these lines are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20348%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20348%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is funny because we live in Korea. There is an island that has been known as Korean territory since the beginning of time. It's called Dokdo. Then some Japanese fishing village decided they wanted the fishing rights, so there's been a territory dispute ever since. The Japanese have renamed the island Takashima, and Korean's become furious when discussing the situation. We think it's kind of funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20351%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20351%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government buildings at night. You can go up to the top for free at night, and the view is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20362%20shopped.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20362%20shopped.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city from the top of the government buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20369%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20369%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trendy girl in the subway station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20373%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20373%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sign at our hostel. I don't really want to meet the people who prompted this sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20380%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20380%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Tokyo, we visited the John Lennon museum. I've been hooked on the Beatles and John Lennon since I was a kid, always listening to them with my mom in the car. It seems like a weird thing to do in Tokyo, but that's where Yoko wanted it, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20372%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20372%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A collage of many of his pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20381%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20381%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John's signature glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20382%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20382%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of John's clothing and possessions, including his outfit from Sargeant Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20383%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20383%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20384%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20384%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Yoko had a seed-planting campaign as shown in this display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20385%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20385%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Lennon's handprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20386%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20386%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piano 'Imagine' was written on. It was a gift from John to Yoko, and there is an inscribed plaque above the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20392%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20392%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A display in the 'Imagine' zone of the museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20394%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20394%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original handwritten lyrics to Imagine, still incomplete when scratched out on this hotel notepad. This is one of my all-time favourite songs, so it was incredible to see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20395%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20395%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a piece of Yoko's 'Imagine' art. On a board near an exit there are maps, and on a table below is an ink pad with stamps that say 'IMAGINE PEACE'. Everyone is supposed to stamp the map, and it will stay until it is completely covered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32316627-115606346932200094?l=japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/feeds/115606346932200094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32316627&amp;postID=115606346932200094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default/115606346932200094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default/115606346932200094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/2006/08/tokyo.html' title='Tokyo'/><author><name>Jill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32316627.post-115606155139475178</id><published>2006-08-20T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T07:01:58.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuji - kind of</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20407%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20407%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Japan, we wanted to try to see Fuji, as it's one of the most iconic images of Japan.  We made the long (and psychotically difficult) trek out to Fujiyoshida, and were rewarded with... this.  Yeah, not terribly clear, right?  Anyway, this Shinto &lt;em&gt;torii&lt;/em&gt; gate is known as the gateway to Fuji, and for centuries, this has been the traditional starting point of any serious climbers of Fuji.  Most people today are shuttled up to base camp 5 and start from there, but many will still make the full effort and do it the old way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20414%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20414%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best shot I got of Fuji.  This was embedded in the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20416%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20416%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the crazy lady on our train.  Why is she crazy, you ask? Well, she's travelling with her dog.  But it's an oddly quiet dog...  Doesn't bark much.... I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20417%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20417%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, there it is.  The close-up.  The proof of the sanity.  It gets better, too.  There's another 'dog' in the back end of the pet carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20419%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20419%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two jolly guys on our train.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32316627-115606155139475178?l=japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/feeds/115606155139475178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32316627&amp;postID=115606155139475178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default/115606155139475178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default/115606155139475178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/2006/08/fuji-kind-of.html' title='Fuji - kind of'/><author><name>Jill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32316627.post-115606076016512616</id><published>2006-08-20T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T06:53:40.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Osaka and Himeji - castles galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20011%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20011%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the fourth grade, my uncle sent me a postcard of the Osaka castle at night.  Ever since then, I have wanted to see it.  15 years later, I got my opportunity.  Here it is!!  (And it was beautiful - even more so than I expected.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20035%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20035%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detail of the same tiger that decorates the outside of the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20027%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20027%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold dragonfish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20033%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20033%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little plastic model of a battle.  I thought it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20047%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20047%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle as the sun starts to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20062%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20062%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The palace walls meeting the moat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20070%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20070%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tatami mats on the floor of our room.  Ridiculously comfortable to sleep on, even if they don't look it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20072%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20072%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our room! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20008%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20008%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20078%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20078%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot of the inside of the Shinkansen (bullet train).  Sweetest transportation ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20200%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20200%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the castle in Himeji (a town between Osaka and Hiroshima).  It's incredible, definitely worth a stop if you're going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20204%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20204%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Craig in the shortest doorway yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20207%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20207%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tiered roofs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20214%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20214%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layered from below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20215%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20215%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full view, with people so you can see how tall this thing really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20222%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20222%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragonfish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20224%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20224%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinto detailing inside the castle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32316627-115606076016512616?l=japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/feeds/115606076016512616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32316627&amp;postID=115606076016512616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default/115606076016512616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default/115606076016512616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/2006/08/osaka-and-himeji-castles-galore.html' title='Osaka and Himeji - castles galore'/><author><name>Jill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32316627.post-115580123973273480</id><published>2006-08-16T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T03:16:06.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20130%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20130%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiroshima is a city that needs no introduction.  We visited just a week before the 61st anniversary, and the experience was unforgettable.  The city is infamous because of its tragic past, but what we found was a place that won't forget what happened, but refuses to dwell on it.  Completely destroyed on August 6, 1945, Hiroshima is now thriving and beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a man hanging strings of paper cranes in the Peace Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20082%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20082%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Peace Watch Tower.  This top section of the tower shows the number of days since the A-bomb was dropped on Hiroshima (top number) and the number of days since the last nuclear test (bottom number).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20083%20shopped.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20083%20shopped.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the lower section of the peace tower.  The top cog spins at a rate of 100 times a minute, but will spin faster if the world is becoming more dangerous.  This will continue and start spinning the rest of the cogs as the world becomes more dangerous.  When the spinning reaches the bottom, it will hit an immovable cog, and the clock will self-destruct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20104%20shopped.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20104%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the A-bomb museum is this model which shows the point of explosion above the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20092%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/200/Aug%200606%20092%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20091%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/200/Aug%200606%20091%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two models showing Hiroshima - left, before the bomb was dropped, right, after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20097%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20097%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wall inside the museum showing the immediate damage to what is now known as the A-bomb Dome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20096%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20096%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time a nuclear weapon is tested, the mayor of Hiroshima writes a letter to the embassy of the country conducting those tests.  Here they have been engraved and mounted.  Hundreds of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20098%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20098%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A model of the earth, with miniature missiles showing the known nuclear weapons of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20106%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20106%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pocket watch once owned by a bombing victim.  It stopped at 8:15 am, August 6th, the time of the explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20108%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20108%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wall in the museum.  It was widely believed that "for seventy-five years nothing will grow" in Hiroshima, but soon after the explosion, new plants began to sprout, bringing hope to the people of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20109%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20109%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of many pieces of artwork done by a bombing victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20116%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20116%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cenotaph.  Contained within this memorial are the names of all those killed by the bombing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20122%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20122%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the lush greenery in the peace park, leading up to the A-bomb dome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20132%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20132%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chains of paper cranes about to be strung up in the Peace Park.  Paper cranes became a symbol of peace after a young girl named Sadako was diagnosed with Leukemia as a result of the radiation.  Sadako was told a legend by a friend that anyone who could fold 1000 paper cranes would be granted a wish.  She began folding in the hopes of the gods making her well again, but this was not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, people all over the world fold cranes for Sadako, and strings of them are hung throughout Hiroshima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20125%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20125%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is artwork created entirely out of paper cranes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20135%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20135%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Children's Peace Monumuent, built to commemorate the life of Sadako and all other children who died because of the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20133%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20133%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below the monument is a prayer bell, adorned with strings of paper cranes.  This young boy is ringing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20124%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20124%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadako, atop the monument and holding a large golden crane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20134%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20134%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another child on the side of the monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20146%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20146%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the bomb struck Hiroshima, this was the Prefectural Industrial Promotion Hall, an elegant building located directly below the hypocentre of the explosion.  All that was left were these skeletal remains.  As the rest of Hiroshima has been re-built, this structure has been left as a memorial to those who died, and a reminder of the dangers of nuclear war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20159%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20159%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another part of the city is the Hiroshima castle.  There isn't much left on the grounds, but here are the rooves of some of the remaining structures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20167%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20167%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a shrine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20171%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20171%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;torii&lt;/em&gt; at the same shrine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20176%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20176%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a 'roof' in a department store.  I just thought it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20178%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20178%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sign in the city.  Apparently the dogs don't like when the cats leave stinky messes.  Apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20180%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20180%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bug on a tree branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20181%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20181%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20184%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20184%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 'hostel' had an art exhibit.  Here are some pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20187%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20187%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20188%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20188%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20189%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20189%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20190%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20190%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sign an escalator telling you not to lean over or you'll hit your head on signs.  The kicker is that usually when they have like that, they're just there to tell you not to hit your head on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20191%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20191%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig and I went on a walk through a forest, and amazingly enough stumbled upon an escalator.  In a forest.  We weren't going to complain, we didn't really want to climb the hill, but come on.  Escalator.  In the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20195%20shopped.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20195%20shopped.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so a lot of people have gotten the email with this guy, chasing the kittens... yeah, you know the one.  Well, apparently he's a really popular kid's show character in Japan.  We were a little surprised when we first came across him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32316627-115580123973273480?l=japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/feeds/115580123973273480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32316627&amp;postID=115580123973273480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default/115580123973273480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32316627/posts/default/115580123973273480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japanonlyglamorousinretrospect.blogspot.com/2006/08/hiroshima.html' title='Hiroshima'/><author><name>Jill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32316627.post-115502974491649243</id><published>2006-08-08T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:59:38.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20633%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20633%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyoto was my favourite part of Japan. It is well known as the cultural centre of the nation, and is the former imperial capital. Spread throughout the city are beautiful temples, shrines, and gardens. I would recommend this city to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a close-up of a geisha, with more pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20427%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20427%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geta&lt;/em&gt;, the traditional wooden sandlas. I'd fall on my face in about two seconds, but I think they look awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20430%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20430%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front doors of one of the many temples in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20434%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20434%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;torii&lt;/em&gt; outside the entrance of a shrine. This thing was huge, and most of the &lt;em&gt;torii&lt;/em&gt; at this particular shrine were orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20438%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20438%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lantern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20439%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20439%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stairs detail - gold leaf was used a lot here in decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20441%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20441%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corner detail (more gold leaf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20445%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20445%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small white pots for sale outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20446%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20446%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small wooden replicas of the &lt;em&gt;torii&lt;/em&gt;. People would buy these, write on them, and place them around the grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20447%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20447%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky cats! They have different meanings, depending on whether they're black or white, with left or right paws raised, but I don't remember what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20448%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20448%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front of another building on the shrine site, with shoes left neatly outside while the owner is inside praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20449%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20449%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the grounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20450%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20450%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A zen rock garden. This thing was huge and immaculate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20451%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20451%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers tied to strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20456%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20456%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shrine is known for its thousands of &lt;em&gt;torii&lt;/em&gt;. Anyone who's seen &lt;em&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha &lt;/em&gt;will likely recognize what's coming next, but here's the entrance. We definitely came here before watching the movie, so it was cool to come back to Korea and watch it after, realizing we'd just been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20467%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20467%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close-up of the carving on the &lt;em&gt;torii&lt;/em&gt;. Most of these are Chinese characters for dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20468%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20468%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the &lt;em&gt;torii. &lt;/em&gt;For miles you can walk through this path, created by thousands of &lt;em&gt;torii&lt;/em&gt;, one after the next through a forest. It was one of the most beautiful (man-made) things I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20478%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20478%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A geisha painging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20490%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20490%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of hundreds of Buddha statues we found near a temple. All were in different poses and doing different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20492%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20492%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samurai warrior armour, GRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20493%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20493%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statues near a temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20495%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20495%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boats tied up along the river bank. We really wanted to go in one, but it was expensive, so we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20505%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20505%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking along the river, we found this bamboo forest. I've always closely associated bamboo with Japan (since I was six and obsessed with pandas), so I was really happy to actually see some on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20513%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20513%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the forest, the bamboo towered high above. Here's a woman walking along a path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20515%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20515%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, another one, but I REALLY liked the bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20516%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20516%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, we found this jolly old man. He was a painter who turned his work into postcards that you could buy for about a dollar. His English was quite good, and we liked him so much that we bought a few postcards and took this shot of him. Lesson to people who sell things - jolly people are more likely to get our business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20518%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20518%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An offering at another shrine we found in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20520%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20520%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We felt pretty bad for these guys.  Most days we were in Japan the temperature hit around 40 Celcius in the shade, so it was brutally hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20522%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20522%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The golden ddong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20523%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20523%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some traditional masks for sale at a small shop.  I have to say that I like Korean masks better - they're less cheesy/creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20524%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20524%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rice.  Yes, Korea has it, too, but I've never really photographed it here.  And it's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20525%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20525%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A traditional hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20526%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20526%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fan painted gold and decorated with bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20527%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20527%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colourful scarves in a shop.  Jolly people here, too.  The lady brought us cold tea as we walked by, so she got some of our business, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20528%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20528%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A collection of fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20556%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20556%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The golden temple, reflected in the pond.  The whole thing is covered in gold leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20560%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20560%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close-up of the temple against the ridiculously blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20562%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20562%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boat under a covered dock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20564%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20564%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small pagoda on a mossy island in a pond on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20567%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20567%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incense in front of one of the temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20575%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20575%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A red umbrella (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20582%20shopped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20582%20shopped.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside a building at the silver temple.  Through the window you can see a giant zen rock garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20584%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20584%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the whole garden - GIANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20604%20shopped.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20604%20shopped.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along a small stream, an old man is teaching his granddaughter to fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20607%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20607%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance of another (very orange) temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20370%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20370%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooden prayer blocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20610%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20610%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper lanterns in the temple site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20611%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20611%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl hanging her prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20612%20shopped.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20612%20shopped.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman praying, before ringing the prayer bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20637%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20637%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20639%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20639%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room in our hostel,complete with paper walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20517%20shopped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20517%20shopped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponto-cho, the heart of the geisha district.  Along this street are restaurants, bars, and tea houses.  It's &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be easy to spot a geisha here, but we staked out the street for awhile on Friday and saw nothing.  Saturday, we came back on the off-chance we'd get one, and on our way, we were lucky enough to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20630%20shopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20630%20shopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER!  She was crossing the street, and I &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; have followed her to take some pictures...  unfortunately, I realized after that my camera was set to portrait and this was the least fuzzy picture.  At least I got to see one, though.  Then, we went down a side street in Ponto-cho, hoping to grab a drink.  The guy apparently didn't like us so he kicked us out, but luckily, just then we saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/1600/Aug%200606%20633%20shopped%203.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2581/882/400/Aug%200606%20633%20shopped%203.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER!!  I turned on my camera as quickly as possible and managed to snap this one.  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