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Over the rooftops of a town on the train from Tokyo to Kyoto |
In a shopping arcade in Kyoto |
A lantern-adorned temple in the middle of the arcade |
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A traditional New Years meal ... and tourist trap menu-item... |
...albeit one we ate in a restaurant without westerners in a tatami room |
Don't forget-- cigarettes are carried at the height of childrens' eyes. |
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A very old cracker shop near the river in Kyoto |
... and from the outside |
We went uphill to Chion-in |
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Monks filed out near midnight... |
...to a plaza up the hill... |
...where they rang an enormous bell... |
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...using an enormous log with ropes. |
They rang it once for every human frailty. |
Further down the hill, people were lighting ropes in lanterns. |
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As soon as midnight hit, everyone made their First Temple Visit. |
We thought of Holly when we stopped here for a cuppa. |
The cups were, strangely, the exact same generic brand you'd find in an American gas station. |
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Ali liked the sequential art on the walls |
Should've been the "Surreal Cafe." |
Put "All Milk Fat" in your coffee. |
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The front door of Crossroads Ryokan |
The winter was still warm enough for plants outside |
A Kyoto bus |
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The fork in the river is a prominent feature on a map of Kyoto. |
... and is a nice place for walking |
Temples were everywhere in Kyoto. |