PART 2 |
We buy a day ticket for Osaka's public transport from a vending machine at Nakatsu station. Aparently we have bought the wrong ticket, because it does not get us through the ticket gate. In Japan there is always a member of staff present at the gates. This is no exception and the man helps us out of our predicament. He disappears behind the machines only to reapear through a hatch next to the machine's screen. He gives our money back and pushes the right buttons for the (cheaper) weekend day ticket. We are on our way. First to Umeda station. We visit the Hankyu department store inside the station. It is a luxurious affair, owned by the Hankyu railway company. It sells lots of products. Especially the food department in the basement is impressive. Everything just looks delicious. We buy a few chocolates. After that we look for the men's fashion department. I buy polo shirt by a Japanese designer Takeo Kikuchi. Next is a visit to the HEP Five shopping centre. There is a huge Ferris Wheel on its roof. We go for a spin. The view is of the city is fine. After that we walk to the Sky Umeda building. That is a 173 metre high twin tower construction, with a viewing platform on the 41st floor. The from there is even better. We watch out over the river and its many bridges and in the distance we see the port of Osaka. Down again we have lunch in a small Japanese eatery, after which we return to the appartment.
In the afternoon we go to the Sumiyoshi Taisha shrine. The subway station that we have chosen (Soeminoekoen) turns out to be a long way from the shrine, as we find out once we emerge to street level. We therefore take - also because it is very hot - a taxi for the last bit of the journey. This shinto shrine is the biggest in Osaka and dates back to 211 AD. We enter via a nice bow bridge. The are numerous subshrines, where you can offer your prayers, donate some money and ring the bell to get some divine attention. We take tram back. A fellow passenger tells us where to transfer to the subway.
At night we take the subway to Namba, Osaka's nightlife district. Bright and dynamic light billboards surround us. We head for the Dotonbori-canal. Along the the canal there are boulevards on both sides. The most famous billboard is the Glico-man, an advert for a candy brand that has been here for 70 years. It has become an icon for the city, where people gather to celebrate sport victories (baseball, soccer). We walk to the restaurant Tsuruntontan. We do not recognise it at first, because the name is only advertised in Japanese. It is fairly popular and we have to wait for 30 minutes to get a table. Fortunately they have a english language menu, which we can study while we are waiting. Udon is the specialty here. It is a thick noodle variety made of wheat. It is served in a big bowl. Erik takes the curry variety, I the one with tempura prawns. Tempura stands for battered and deep fried. It is usually done with vegetables and prawns. Very tasteful. Erik gets a bib around his neck to protect him against splattering the curry over his shirt. Like most Japanes restaurants this place has plastic models of all of its dishes in the shop window, so that you get impression of what your dish is going to look like. After our delicious meal we get back to Umeda station. From there we walk, aided by our smartphones gps and a mapping app to Physique, a small gay bar, located in a narrow street in the red light district.
Afte a beer and a chat with the owner we say to goodbye to Physique and head back for the appartment.
Weather: sunny, 27°C/80°F.
We take the subway to Shin-Osaka, the new railway station on the other side of the river, where all the high speed Shinkansen-trains stop. We show our rail pass to the attendant at the fare gate and we waived through. Our train will depart from platform 22. We have lots of time to watch the comings and goings of the Shinkansen. In Japan Shinkansen high speed trains have been introduced in 1964. At the time they had a top speed of 220km/h (138mi/h). The present models do up to 300km/h (186mi/h). Trains come and go all the time and punctual to minute even over long distances. Frequencies are very high too, even on a Sunday, of up to 6 trains an hour in every direction. At 9.20 our train, the superexpress called Sakura (cherry blossom) leaves for Hakata, the eastern station of Fukuoka. Formerly Hakata and Fukuoka were two separate cities, but now they have merged into the fourth biggest city of Japan. We are seated comfortably in our reserved seats. The accelerates quickly to its top speed of 300km/h. Announcements are both in English and Japanese and the information displays over the doorways also give travel information in English. Not about delays, because there are none. The Japanese announcements seem to be much longer that the English translations. The journey goes through lots of tunnels and we stop about 6 times before we reach Hakata. After 622km we arrive at 12:04pm at Hakata Station. We take a taxi to Canal City Washington Hotel. The room is not ready yet. Check in starts at 2pm. We have some lunch at Chinese restaurant in the Canal City shopping centre. The dish I have chosen comes with a much need manual written as a comic strip. The staff watches my helplessness for a while and comes to my aid to save me from further loss of face.
Later in the afternoon we go for a stroll in the city. We get to Daimaru department store. The history of this chain – once the biggest in Japan – goes back to the early 18th century. On the top floor we find, as in any Japanese department store, a great variety of restaurants. We choose the Italian one. They even give us a knife and fork! Just to be sure the waiter asks us if we want all courses at the same time – Japanese style – or one after the other like it should be the Italian way.
We have breakfast in the basement of the hotel. It is a buffet and it is very with busy with Koreans who try to jump the queue. It is a bit noisy. After breakfast we take bus #8 to the station. There we take Shinkansen Sakura to Kumamoto. A 37 minute train journey. In Kumamoto a rental car is waiting for us Nissan-rent-a-car. The attendant speaks very little English, but we manage to get the car we want. She also explains us how to use the navigation device that is different from the Toyota one we had in Kyoto. We get on our way in our Nissan Note. The satnav takes us on a route following the narrowest of road, which makes us a bit suspicious about the settings of the device. We still let it lead us the way. The 48km takes us more than 2 hours, when we reach the Aso caldera. Once we get into the vulcanic area we see lots of bumps in the landscape. Aso caldera is the largest crater in the world: 18km from North to South and 24km from East to West and 120 km around. It was formed some 100,000 years ago when a large volcano collapsed. Later five new vulcanos popped up, who together are called Aso-san. Around 70,000 people live now inside the Caldera. Of the five volcanoes only the Naka-dake is still active. Its last outburst was in the 1990s. Once at the volcano itself it transpires that the wind is blowing in the wrong direction and dangerous vapours are preventing us from visiting the edge. We hang around for a bit, hoping for the wind to turn. The tourist complex around the parking lot and the base station of the cable car is hopelessly out of date and tacky. Un-Japanesely so. We are getting hungry so we have little choice that to have some lunch here. Just when we want to drive off, I see that a helicopter is doing tours around the volcano. We find out where it flies from and decide on the spot do a flight. It costs ¥5000 (€35) per person for four minutes. We have to wait for 15 minutes and then we are off. The flight is just great. We fly right over the volcano and can look strait into it. We see boiling lava spitting out gigantic clouds of smoke. We fly over three times. Spectacular. Back on the get out totally thrilled.
Once we have calmed down a bit we drive to Kurakawa. That is village some two hours driving (only 47km or 29mi) North of Aso. We go to the resort or Onsen of Yamamizuki. Here we can take a dip in a natural outdoor thermal pool, a rotemburo. The area here is dotted with thermal springs, due to the volcanic activity. The Onsen has separate men and women rotemburos. We undress completely in the locker room and wash with soap sitting on a tiny stool and rinse with a shower. When we are completely clean we get outside and step into the hot pool, filled with water from a thermal source. There we are soaking in a hot water pool in a forest next to fast streaming river. The pool itself is a little bit landscaped but it a very nice feeling. The water is warm, very warm. Between 40 and 50 degrees Celsius (104 to 122 Fahrenheit). There only 3 other men in the pool. We stay there for about 40 minutes. Then were are done and we get out to dry ourselves with the tiny towel that we have rented. We keep sweating, so we do not get completely dry until we get back into the car and turn the A/C on. We drive back to Kumamoto. The satnav chooses some very narrow roads through forests, between rice fields and the tiniest of villages. Just about when had enough of it has us turn into a bigger road that leads over the top of the mountains in the direction Kumamoto. The views into the valleys is magnificent. We get to Kumamoto around 5pm. We return the car at Nissan’s. The mechanic who inspects it, “talks” to us using a translating app on his smart phone. Before we board the train we buy a bento-box at the railway station.
We are just in time for 5.09pm Sakura superexpress to Hakata. We have no reserved seats this time and we sit in one of the three cars with free seating at the front of the train. The seats are narrower here (five on a row), than in the reserved cars, but it is comfortable enough. Back in Fukuoka we take the bus back to the hotel. Later at night we go for dinner at one of the food stalls (Yatai) along the river embankment. Yatai are mobile restaurants, serving noodles and grilled meat on a skewer (yakitori). It tastes ok, nothing fancy, but the atmosphere is fun. It is not very cheap either if you – like we did –take lots of meat items.
Weather: cloudy start, but clear and sunny later. 23 to 25°C (73 to 77°F).
We take the bus the station and from there the train to Nagasaki. This time not a Shinkansen, but a limited express, the Kumome. Somewhat less comfortable, but it will do just fine. There is on board catering, reclining seats – nothing else to wish for. Perhaps a bit more speed, as this train does not do more than 120 km/h (75 mi/h). During the first half of the journey we stop a lot, but the next hour we follow the coast line at leisurely pace, more or less uninterrupted. We arrive in Nagasaki at 11.22am. There we buy a day ticket for the tram for ¥500. We take line #1 to Dejima. On this artificial island the Dutch East Indies company was authorised in 1609 to set up a trade post to handle the exclusive right to trade with Japan.
Present Dejima is the result of a reconstruction that started in 1996. It looks very authentic. Inside the buildings volunteers, who speak reasonable English serve as guides. When say that we are from Holland we are greeted with great enthusiasm. One of the guides tells us that Japan learned a lot of the Dutch in the field of technology, science, medicine and philosophy during that period. He has lived here for 70 years and was witness to the Atom Bomb. He can remember the mushroom cloud but was not aware at the time what it meant. His family was spared, but friends died. We have a look at the quarters of the Head of Mission, the head clerk’s house, a church, the main gate and many old Dutch documents and objects that were dug up. The rooms are decorated by meticulously following the examples of pictures that have remained. TV-screens show animations with (modern) Dutch dialogues. There is also a model of the ship “De Liefde” (Love), the first Dutch ship to arrive in Japan in 1600, starting the 400 year relationship. De Nederlanders in Japan
After Dejima we take the tram to Glover Garden. This is situated on a hill with great views of Nagasaki and its bay. On our way to Glover Garden we pass the Ōura-church. This Roman Catholic church is the oldest in Japan and was built in 1864 by French missionaries for the growing expat community in Nagasaki. The Glover Garden is more a villa park for the Western industrial elite that settled here in Japan after 1859. These westerners played a vital role in modernization of the country. In the beginning they were assigned a restricted area to build their homes. These restrictions were lifted in 1899.
You have to pay entry for the park and escalator take you up hill. The houses, among the one for the Scottish enterpeneur are open to visitors and were decorated according to old photographs. The view from the villas on Nagasaki bay is great. Here too, there are many school groups and cannot escape cooperation to a school project, so that the kids can practice their English. After Glover garden we take the tram to Chinatown. The trade realtions with China date back to the middle ages, but took a hiked up again in the 19th century. Present day Chinatown is not much more than restaurants and shops. We take the tram to the Kofuku-ji temple. This is a Zen-Buddhist temple from the 16th century. It is situated at the edge of a residential area and you do not see it until you are right in front of it. We take a look round before we take a taxi to the railway station. We quickly book our seats and take the 4.21pm train back to Fukuoka. At night we eat at the hotel. I take a Sashimi Gozen set. Erik is more adventurous and orders a beef hotpot. A gas stove is placed in front of him and he gets a pot with a beef broth with vegetables that he has to cook for a while. It tastes quite good.
Weather: sunny and humid in Nagasaki. 25°C/77°F
Today we take again the Shinkansen Sakura back in the direction of Shin-Osaka. After little more than an hour we arrive in Hiroshima. We get into a taxi in front of the station to get to the Sunroute Hotel Hiroshima. Of course the room is not ready yet and there we go for coffee at Starbucks across the street. After coffee we walk to Peace Park, that is just across the river from the hotel. This is the memorial site for the victims of the first atom bomb, nicknamed "Little Boy" that exploded here on 6th August 1945 at 8:15am, 580 metres above the ground after it had been dropped by the American bomber "Enola Gay". 80,000 people were instantly killed and another 60,000 died within a year. The total death toll will remain forever unknown. A large part of the city was devastated. Many of the dead were reduced to dust. After a second atom bomb on Nagasaki, three days later, Japan finally surrendered on 15th August 1945, thus ending the Second World War. The Peace park is just outside the only remaining ruin Industrial Promotion Hall from 1914, with its dome now known as the A-bomb dome. We first visit the central memorial covering a marble coffin holding the names of all the victims. In a straight line behind it is the eternal flame, that will burn until the last atomic bomb on earth is destroyed. Behind that is the children’s memorial. It is devoted to a girl that suffered from leukemia as result of the explosion. She got the idea that is she folded 1,000 origami cranes she would be cured. She never made it to 1,000 cranes, because she died in 1955. He class mates continued her work and these cranes are now on display in showcases behind the memorial. Countless school groups line up before it, one after the other singing songs, delivering speeches or observing a minute of silence. It is impressive to see how the memory of the atrocities of war are kept alive. We walk back to visit the Peace Memorial Museum. The entry fee is only 50 yen (€0.35 or $0.50). Inside the exhibition starts with an overview of the history of Hiroshima leading up to the bomb. Although the political radicalization and militarization of Japanese politics in the 1930s is mentioned, the exhibition is very brief about Japan’s share in the war’s atrocities. For instance the Nanking massacre is only referred to in passing as the “Nanking Incident”, without getting into detail about the unprecedented raping, killing and pillaging that Japanese soldiers committed there. Upstairs the exhibitions continues about the consequences of the bomb for the population. It deals with the many dead and wounded as well as the cancer victims in the years after. At the end you can watch eye witness testimony by survivors. Obviously they were only children when it happened. Due to their unimaginable wounds and the extreme devastation they went to a real living hell. The testimony is very touching to hear. After the museum we go for lunch near the hotel. In the afternoon we go and wash our clothes in a laundrette (coin laundry in Japenglish) across from the hotel. Erik accidentally washes his rail pass he forgot to take out of his pockets. What remains of it is no more than a few bits of sorry looking paper. Fortunately the bit with the dates of validity was sealed with plastic and is still intact and perfectly legible. We go to the railway station to ask for a replacement. The attendant looks at the pass’s remains and says it will not be necessary. It is good for travel he insists. We urge him to check with his supervisor, but he too sees no problem. We have to take their word for it… WE head back to the city by tram. We have dinner at the Korean restaurant Bokuden, where the guests are greated by the entire staff in unison. We have to leave our shoes by the entrance and and along the kitchen. Ordering is bit difficult as none of the staff speaks even the most basic English and there is no english menu either. With some help from our language guide book and the translation app by Google we manage anyway. The food is good.
Weather: warm 28°C/82°F.
We take a regional JR train to Miyajimaguchi. The journey takes no more than 30 minutes. There we take the JR ferry for a 10 minute crossing to the island of Miyajima. Erik's damaged Railpass is being accepted without any comment. Miyajima is a small island off the coast and site for a large and important Shinto-shrine. On the mountain top is Buddhist sacred place belonging to the Shingon sect of Kaiku. We start at the Shinto-shrine, the Itsukushima-jinja. The shrine is on the UNESCO World Heritage List. There has been a shrine here since the 6th century, but the present buildings are 12th century. In front of the shrine we see a big Torii (gate) from 1875 standing in the water. This signals that the entire Island is sacred. At low tide the Torii is on dry land. When we enter the shrine we notice preparations for a wedding ceremony. A priest in an orange coloured outfit and a mask perform intricate looking dances to entertain the gods. Afterwards the guests applaud and the married couple gets its picture taken against the backdrop of the Torii and the sea. We walk towards the cable car, that will take us to the lookout point on Mt Misen. Fortunately we do not have to walk all the way to the ground station, but can use a free courtesy bus. The cable care (ropeway) takes us over a forest half way up the mountain. There we have to change to a different cable car that takes up to the lookout. We have fine views over the Japanese Inland Sea and the Honshu coastline. From there it is a 20 minute hike to the temple with the eternal fire, that was lit 1,200 years ago by the monk Kukai – we remember him from our visit to Koya-san a week before. The track goes down for quite a bit before it goes steeply upwards for about 700 metres. Exhausted I arrive up there. The flame is indeed alight in the Kiezu-no-Reikadō, heating a kettle. Visitors take some water out of the kettle and drink it. Opposite of this is the Misen-Hondo, the prayer hall. From here it is another 10 minutes hike up to the summit at 535 metres above the sea, but I give it miss. I go back to the lookout to meet Erik. From there we take the cable cars down to the village. In the village we have some simple lunch and then on to the ferry to the mainland. After a short wait we catch a train to Hiroshima.
At night we eat Okonomiyaki in Okonomi-mura, the Okonomiyaki village. This is a building with 28 food stalls where they prepare and serve this Hiroshima dish, just with different ingredients. It is a pancake, topped with a mixture of noodles, cabbage, bean sprouts, pork and finished off with the special Okonomyaki-saus by Sun Foods and fried egg. They prepare on a hot plate and when ready it is shoved towards you and kept hot on the plate. The dish tastes fine and costs little. Not even 5 euros. We drink a cup of coffee before we head back for the hotel.
Weather: warm and sunny 29°C/84°F
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