I am sure not all travels are enjoyable even for those “real travelers”. Yet, all travels are meaningful. This what i felt back then visiting Kyoto in the second day. I was in a melancholic state that even my memory to Kyoto is kind of gloomy, cloudy and rain. Maybe that is the reason why i keep referring Kyoto with its mystical atmosphere.
I stayed at my acquaintance’s apartment in Kyoto. Her apartment near the Kyoto Imperial Palace. In the morning she took me a walk around the Palace (we only walk by its fortress :P).
Kyoto reveals something i have not yet noticed before: My eyes had never seen myself thus i couldn’t see that in fact there are beautiful parts of myself lie within me. Secondly, i found that i could be such a moron – powerless girl who could do even moron things. The moment i was in Kyoto was the regretful moment that every time i remember it, the pain comes at the same time.
From the morning walk, i took a bus to the Arashiyama Koen. I think i have seen some of pictures of this place. Arashiyama Koen is famous for its Bamboo Forest. Since i didn’t even bring a camera (i took it all by cell’s camera :p), I couldn’t get good pictures of this place (and also all the places i visited). Blame my attitude, but i couldn’t help, i am not a pro..
Arashiyama Koen is such a huge place to explore. After walking along the bamboo forest, there will be a village where a famous poet, Basho Matsuo often visited. Rakushisha, or translated into The Cottage of Fallen Persimmon, is the cottage where Basho Matsuo stayed during his visit in Arashiyama.
Keep walking, and we will find many handicraft shops along the way. I am deeply interested in a shop, which i think i kept his name card but i forgot where i put it. Remember, I was in a melancholic state, so don’t blame me for such lacking and un-detailed information :p
I am specifically interested to the simplicity of his art works. Not a coincidence, it is because i am studying Yanagi Muneyoshi and the Mingei theory which is the content mainly concerns on the beauty of simplicity.
On the way back to Kyoto the city, i had to walk, again, along the village to reach the road for a taxi or a bus. Since i was walking a lot, i found again these old beautiful architectures plus its small blocks/small paths.
I know i am terrible in narrating my captures on Kyoto. That’s why i really want to go back to Kyoto once or more times to really explore the city and find the connection between me and the mystical Kyoto.
I cant wait.