What’s Arashiyama?
Well one can go geographically, materialistically or philosophically to
describe it. But in fact Arashiyama is much more than that. At the most, just
to get a faint idea one may say, what’s Lonavala –Khandala for people from Pune
and Mumbai Arashiyama is for people of Kyoto! Is it really so? No, absolutely not,
because people from the world over come to visit it for its various
attractions.
Geographically it’s a
hilly province on the western skirts of Kyoto and Kyoto Metro Transport
operates till the end. Bus no.28 takes you from Bus terminus at Kyoto station
to Arashiyama. Train too operates on the same route but I decided to take the
bus to have a good look at the city passing by. It takes around 45 minutes from
the Kyoto central bus stop to Togetsukyo Bridge, which is considered as the
center of Arashiyama.
Materialistically
it’s escape for common Japanese worker, office or otherwise, from the mundane
but cut throat competitive field of employment. It has all the ingredients what
a fun loving merry making person on the picnic longs for.
For one seeking
philosophical nirvana Arashiyama is known for its Buddhist and Shinto temples.
One has to book in advance may be for months together to pay visit to Saiho-ji
temple. There others like Tenryu-ji and Gio-ji.
All the tourists’ attractions are on the either banks of river, Katsura. An artificial lake is created by building a small bund for boat riding activities. The only bridge, Togetsu-kyo that crosses it, is significant in many ways. It has a history of almost 400 years. The wooden bridge stands on wooden pillars with cement embankments on the either ends but mostly it’s known for its aesthetic beauty that’s the essence of Japanese artistic traditions. The actual meaning of Togetsu is moon crossing the bridge.
While standing on the
bridge you can devour the natural beauty around. The mountains on the north
have dense forestation and so in any season it’s worth a watch. In spring the
entire hill is decorated in whitish pink to dark pink Sakura while in autumn
the yellow, red and brown, the colors of the fall dominate the scenic picture.
It was so crowded; it took me more than 30
minutes to cross the distance of hardly 150 meters. On the other side there are
few restaurants, cafes and jetties, there is also famous monkey park of Kyoto.
For any fees a visit to Monkey Park for a person from India was not worth it! Somehow
Sakura on this side was more glorious. Slowly I walked back to other side to
visit Tenryu-ji Temple.
Tenryu-ji Temple. It’s actually a temple complex having few other shrines like Hogon-in temple on the premises. Tenryu-ji temple is head temple of some sub-sect of Buddhism. Built in 1339 for the first time but was renovated many times due to damages in fires and wars. At the entrance, is Chokushi gate where one has to pay entrance fees of Y 500. Absolutely serene and quiet, with large open halls where one can really meditate. There were many other pavilions too for different purposes. [Hojo, Shoin and Kuri].What I liked the most about the temple is its dry or rock garden. Bordering on the central pond the designs made on the gravel were really having some deep meaning because they absolutely transfixed me. The patterns had some hidden force that told many untold stories if one have keen sense for it. And, they are for it, liberation of mind!
Rock Garden |
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Figurines |
Arashiyama is most famous for its Bamboo Grove. Surprisingly there is no entry fee for it. After getting out of Tenryu-ji temple’s north gate a left turn takes you to Bamboo Grove.
Bamboo Grove |
Even though it was
crowded [I think now there is no need to say this, in Japan during Cherry
Blossom season everything overflows, be it roads, buses, trains or souvenir
shops.], you realize that you have reached some different jungle and it gives
that sense of otherness after walking under the canopy of tall bamboos even for
few yards. I started training my mind to omit the crowds and the experience was
phenomenal. Just forget the crowds and then you are alone in any surroundings,
enjoying its pleasures to your heart’s contents. It’s like going for a movie in
a group. But the one who is viewing the movie is you and you alone. When I
realized this, the pleasures of solo trip tripled!
Play of Sun-rays through leaves |
It was so thick and so tall that sunrays hardly reached the ground. Where they reached, their play with the bamboo leaves was absolutely gorgeous. Any amount of words is pure wastage; one has to visit it, really to know what it actually is!
In the melee at the souvenir
shop I got wrong sized clothes for Arsh. She showed me the correct size in the
sample but while packing a new set she gave me the size that fitted me as a swimming
trunk! This I realized only after coming back to Mumbai!
Due to unprecedented
rush to go back to Kyoto, I caught the first bus that came on the stop. And it
was a mistake. It took me to Kawaramachi commercial district of Kyoto which was
far away from the Kyoto station. But it turned out to be blessing in disguise!
I got down at the
corner of Sanjo Bridge that joins the commercial part of the city to other
side. It runs over Kamo River that flows through the city. River has
illuminated promenades on both the banks; while the Sanjo Bridge is major part
of city’s night life. It holds music concerts under its belly. After wandering
around for half an hour or so, I caught Tozai line at Sanjo Keihan station and
changing at Karasuma Oile reached Kyoto station, in just 15 minutes. I did have
good experience but lost much money on IOCCA card.
On the last day of my
stay in Kyoto I had decided to visit Kiyomizu dera in the morning and set out
for Hiroshima in the evening as it was hardly a travel of 60 to 90 minutes.
Ibis Styles served
Lotus Stem tempuras along with Japanese pan-fried chicken in the breakfast. I
had my reservations about lotus stem because it is extremely fibrous. I never
liked it along with bamboo shoots and Mung bean sprouts. Nothing but fibrous
roughage. But Lotus Tempuras served in the breakfast changed my opinion about
them. Very tasty and so crispy that I could not hide the noise of crackles.
On swapping it at the
gate IOCCA card started acting truant. Along with screechy beep, the gate
started flashing red light. May be the balance was over as I had travelled a lot
on the previous day. To recharge I put it under the scanner of the vending
machine. To my surprise not only did machine not allow recharge but started
flashing, ‘This card is invalid’. I was flustered. I had used it only for a
day, may be travelled enough, but that should not make the card, ‘Invalid.’ I
was ready to pay for the recharge but that too was rejected. There are
attendants deployed to help in such matters. I approached one. He coolly told
me after putting it under his scanner that, ‘This is invalid card, nothing can
be done.’ I tried to argue with him in whatever way I could but his poor
English, his attitude to stick to the rules, my trying to converse in
writing….nothing helped. ‘If you want to renew the card go to Sin-Osaka’. Next
big station, may be the headquarter for that area. It was definitely not an
option for sure!
I stood there for
minutes not knowing what to do. I was not ready to buy another card, single day
fares are expensive Y 600 for a day, which I was not going to utilize fully
plus I was to catch another Shinkansen to Hiroshima in the afternoon. Kiyomizu
dera was as good as out. I decided to execute plan B. Rather than wandering
aimlessly in Kyoto why not reach Hiroshima earlier and explore her beauty in
the twilight.
Hurriedly I gathered
my luggage from the hotel and set out to catch a train to Hiroshima. After
leaving three trains which were not covered under JR pass I caught the fourth one
as directed by the attendant on the platform. And it was super, super fast.
Inadvertently I had caught Nozomi Shinkansen that is barred for JR pass
holders. I started sweating in AC. TC came three or four times but did not
bother to check anybody’s ticket. May be it is considered insult to ask for
ticket, as it is taken for granted in Japan, [that much of faith], why would one
break the rules?
I got down on
Hiroshima station at around 2.30-3 PM. It’s under renovation. [Still?]Google
maps really helped this time and at the 9th minute I was in the
lobby of Toyoko inn.com. My room was ready but check in time was 4 PM. I was
asked politely, ‘Should we take care of your luggage till you come back from
the stroll?’ I had the same plans so I put the luggage in her care and set out for
a stroll.
Hiroshima has Hop on
Hop off bus service and it’s free for JR pass holders. There is a tram terminus
just outside the station which was few minutes’ walk from my hotel. The
attendant there kept on waving her hand in the direction of station, saying;
‘That side, that side’ at the same time. I after some efforts gathered that she
meant on the opposite side of station. Like Kyoto, Hiroshima station too has
big pedestrian crossing passing through a big mall. Rows and rows of shops and
franchises. Surprisingly restaurants for fine dining too!
Office of H.O.H.O.
Bus was in a kiosk at the end of the pedestrian passage. Lady attendants in
Japan are sugary sweet, not that you don’t like it but after few experiences a
lingering doubt appears, ‘Are they ‘TOO’ trained to do it?’ She explained to me
all the details in good English and asked me to come back next day morning at
9.30 AM sharp to catch H.O.H.O. bus
Yummy! |
On the way back at one of the posh Coffee houses I had French toast. It was three layered and it had dollops of fresh cream along with ice-cream to accompany! Just looking at it I felt satiated.
Sakura on the River Banks |
Ekimae-ohashi Bridge |
Eagle on the Minar |
Dusk descended slowly
on Hiroshima and the street lights went on. I am really crazy for photographing
lamps and it was feast for me. But more than that ‘Sakura’ in that lime light
was stunner to the eyes, more to the soul! The reflected light passing through
its delicate flowers created such an aura that I could not close my eyes, along
with my heart!
Lingering sights of those divine flowers brought sleep to my eyes in no time and within minutes I was dreaming of those angelic flowers!
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