Tuesday 15 November 2011

Kyoto à gogo. Part II: Sunday

Young women in traditional dress at Kinkakuji


Sunday dawned much like Saturday had dusked; grey and drizzly. Unperturbed, and fortified by a hearty breakfast buffet, we once more embarked on our sightseeing mission. After taking the metro north for a few stops, we walked to the west, towards Rokuonji (Deer Garden Temple), better known as Kinkakuji (Temple of the Golden Pavilion). Can you guess why? Unlike its silver counterpart, this pavilion is actually bedecked in leaf befitting its name.


The original pavilion dated back to the 1390s when the site was bought by Ashikaga Yoshimasa’s grandfather, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu. It survived for over 500 years until it was burned down by a seriously disgruntled monk with an ‘antipathy for beauty’ in 1950. In 1955 it was rebuilt as faithfully to the original as possible and this is what is visible today. Despite the fact that it’s a reconstruction, and despite the masses of tourists frantically scrabbling to have their photo taken, it is a magnificent sight and one that I’m very pleased to have made the journey for.


Incredible





Spot the giant spider...


Beautiful colours starting to emerge


Our sightseeing mission on Sunday did not allow time for dawdling so we hastened on. There are no train / metro stations particularly near Kinkakuji, and we missed the once-half-hourly bus by about two minutes so our feet were our best option. Our next and final major sight was Nijo-jo, the 17th century castle right in the centre of the city. Our time there (or lack thereof) was dictated by the shinkansen tickets so we whizzed past Ninomaru Palace, through Ninomaru Gardens, into Honmaru Gardens, past Honmaru Palace, up some giant steps to see what’s left of a well-fortified keep, and out through a plum grove. Phew.


Ornate entrance gate leading to Ninomaru Palace


Beautifully landscaped gardens


And then it was time to go

We sped back to the hotel to collect our bag, then on to the central station, through the outer barriers, through the shinkansen barriers, onto the platform and into the train. We did stop on the way to pick up a bento box each, and a couple of beers – since our outbound compartment mates had been drinking Asahi at 6.30 the previous morning, we figured it was probably OK to have a beer with our late lunch on the return journey. Beer + food + hectic sightseeing = sleep, which I did pretty much all the way home.

It was a great way to spend a weekend. I feel we only just began to scratch the surface so I guess we’d better go back and do everything else another time!


またね!

Sunday 13 November 2011

Kyoto à gogo. Part I: Saturday



29 hours, a trip on a bullet train, a multitude of awe-inspiring temples, shrines and gardens including four UNESCO World Heritage Sites, nearly 18 miles on foot and a lot of rain. This is what Kyoto means to me. Add to the mix ramen, sukiyaki, negi cha-han, a bento box, beer and sake and you’ve got a pretty fantastic weekend.

4.45am on Saturday in our flat was not a particularly pretty sight when the alarm went off and Simon suggested that I should probably go in the shower first. Eventually I dragged myself into the bathroom, wondering why booking the early departure from Tokyo to Kyoto had seemed like such a good idea a month ago. Once we got out of the flat it was all OK and the ever-efficient Tokyo metro deposited us at the shinkansen station around 5.45am. This gave us plenty of time to take super-cool photos next to the train…

Excited, much?!

"Nonchalant enthusiam"

The journey took a little under three hours and we arrived at Kyoto station at 9.15, just in time to get some breakfast. We couldn’t check into the hotel until 12 so we decided to see a few of the sights close to the station first, then head to the hotel to drop the bags, then carry on further north into the city.

My first impression of Kyoto was formed by the station. The current building was opened to the public in 1997 and it looks like the product of a design meeting between M C Escher and Ridley Scott for a film of one of Kafka’s novels. We spent quite a while trying out different escalators and staircases to see where they would take us before emerging victorious onto the Happy Terrace on the 12th floor. The view was blurred by the drizzle but it did give an idea of the sprawling nature of the city, and we could start to see from the age of the buildings just how much was built during the economic boom of the 1980s, and how relatively little has been built since the bubble burst in the early 1990s.


Confusing!
Escher would have loved it...!

Descending from the Happy Terrace we headed first to Shosei-en, a garden that was created to be part of one of the temple complexes that we would see next. It’s now separated from the temple by several main roads but it remains an oasis of calm in a busy city. It’s been unseasonably warm in Japan recently and the trees have therefore been fooled into thinking it’s not yet autumn but they are starting to come round to the idea, and some of the leaves were beginning to turn red.


You can't escape the city but the garden is still peaceful


Chinese corridor-style bridge


Autumnal reds just starting to appear


Next on the list were Higashi Hongan-ji and Nishi Hongan-ji, two huge Buddhist temples that are both over 400 years old. Nigishi Hongan-ji ‘s Goeido hall claims to be the largest wooden building in the world. I don’t know whether this is true but it’s certainly massive! Both complexes required shoes to be removed so we pottered around on the tatami mats in our socks. It really adds something to the experience in a way I can’t quite explain. The woodwork inside and outside the buildings is phenomenal and the complexes both had a wonderful air of peace and tranquillity, especially in the worship halls where prayers were being chanted.


Main prayer hall at Higashi Hongan-ji


Annex building at Nishi Hongan-ji. Even this was pretty big!


After the temples we continued north to go and check in to our hotel. We hadn’t gone for a particularly expensive one on the basis that we would be spending more time out and about than hanging around inside, so we were pleasantly surprised to find that it actually looked rather upmarket. The outside did anyway… The reception, the ‘computer controlled’ lift, the amazing bedside-table contraption in our room and our bathroom potentially hadn’t been updated since I was born. On the subject of the bathroom, I did chuckle to myself as I imagined how many times my 6’4” brother would have to fold himself in half to get his head under the shower.


Glad to know the lift was so modern...


Amazing. This would not have been out of place on the set of one of
the original James Bond films.


Definitely a shower for small people!


After the briefest of stops at the hotel we forged on with the sightseeing. We were determined to make the most of our time in Kyoto and there is a very high concentration of ‘must-see’ sights there! I really wanted to see some geisha in full traditional dress to we headed to Gion district on the east side of the river Kama to go a-stalking. There are some beautiful old wooden buildings here that house very shishi-looking restaurants but sadly no geisha were to be seen. Perhaps it was the wrong time of day, perhaps it was the rain. I know I wouldn’t fancy being out in that weather in full kimono, massive amounts of makeup and with a hairstyle that had taken hours to create.


Traditional wooden buildings in Gion


We pressed on, our ultimate goal on Saturday being the Silver Pavilion at Jishoji temple. To ensure a variety of religious experiences (well, a choice of two at least) we stopped at Heian-Jingu, a Shinto shrine, on the way. The torii (gate that marks the entrance to the shrine complex) is one of the largest in Japan. It’s painted orange, a highly auspicious colour. It also looks wonderful in contrast to the grey buildings and greenery that surround it.


Giant torii at Heian-Jingu


Heian-Jingu's main gate


Once you get off the main roads, there are very many marvellous things to be seen in Kyoto. Tiny, colourful shrines hide on street corners, stone bridges on stone legs balance effortlessly over small rivers, and ancient wooden buildings hang precariously from the riverbanks.


Tiny shrine on a street corner
Hanging out over the river







Very narrow bridge!

We approached Jishoji along the Philosophers’ Road, which follows the Biwako Canal. The drip-dripping of the rain through the trees lent the scene an air of brooding thoughtfulness. Even I was in a particularly contemplative mood, it has to be said. 

Philosopher #1
Philosopher #2


Jishoji (The Temple of Shining Mercy) is better known as Ginkakuji (Temple of the Silver Pavilion). It sits quietly in the hills that are to the north-east of Kyoto and it’s really only when you’re almost on top of it that you become aware of its presence. We followed the prescribed route around the beautifully landscaped garden, designed to afford wonderfully framed views of the Silver Pavilion. It’s so-called because when construction began in the late 15th century the intention was to cover it in silver foil. Due to various wars, and ultimately the death of its commissioner Ashikaga Yoshimasa in 1490, this never happened. It is believed that the pavilion looks the same today as it did the last time Yoshimasa saw it.


Zen sand sculpture in the garden


Everything in the garden was designed to afford beautiful views to the visitor


The Silver Pavilion emerges from the mist (the building on the left)


Just to prove we were both there, at the same time!


It was just starting to get dark as we walked away from Ginkakuji back towards the city. In the space of half an hour, as the lights started to come on, what had been a bit of a bleak afternoon turned into a sparkling autumn evening.

On exiting the metro station nearest our hotel we were delighted to discover that, in addition to the calories burned by walking almost 12 miles during the course of the day, we had got rid of an extra 5.4 merely by using the stairs rather than the escalator at the station. We celebrated with a large meal of sukiyaki and cha-han, finished off with a large helping of sake. It all made for a very good night’s sleep!


A good day's workout!


Negi sukiyaki before...


And during. Oishiiiiii!
(there wasn't enough left to take an 'after' shot!)


Mmmm, sake. Simon's was hot, mine was cold.
Both were fantastic.


またね!