Monday, 13 November 2017

8. Circuitous - but Tokyo bound


Stone Lanterns at Kasuga Taisha, Nara

With a little over a week to go even we have to look at what we would like to do and what we can do in practical terms without spending an awful lot of time travelling.  Coupled with this is that our wonderful JR Rail Passes run out in about three or four days.   So we’ve decided that we’ll have a car for the last few days in the Japanese Alps.


This means we can fit in a trip back to the north coast to a place called Matsue for a couple of gardens.    The main line Shinkansen is closer to the southern coast so we head away eastwards from Nagasaki to Okayama, then change to an express heading north.  This runs through some of the best scenery we’ve seen from the train because it has to go through some very hilly sections on the way to Matsue.  As always our first port of call was the Tourist Information Office who are always unfailingly eager and helpful with a stack of free maps and information.  An added bonus is that they’re nearly always set in or very close to the railway station.   Here at Matsue we were shown a leaflet about the Yuushien Garden which for this week had an illuminated light display.  Shall we, or shan’t we ?  We had been travelling for quite some time and it was past 4.00.  So we checked into our accommodation which was about 400 yards from the station and was our third Airbnb.  Japanese ones aren’t up to the standard of the few others we’ve used elsewhere or heard first-hand about.  This one was a small one room apartment split into two with a screen, floor level Japanese style mattresses, a tiny bathroom and a kitchen sink with a one plate electric hob for boiling a kettle.  We weren’t planning on cooking so it didn’t matter but the main thing is that while it didn’t have 100 thread Egyptian Cotton sheets  it was clean.  I think it had two plates of different size, a knife, and several other odd pieces of kitchen ware.   It was advertised as ‘sleeping up to seven’.     This would have to be seven who were on extremely friendly terms or who took it in turns to be out.  Still it was good enough for us and very convenient.  We were only here because Heather couldn’t find any available hotels in the town.


So really we did nothing much more than have a cuppa, dump our bags and then we legged it back to the station for the 5.30 free shuttle which we had assumed would be a five minute ride to the garden.  So we and an old Japanese couple were the only passengers on what turned out to be at least a half hour journey.   We pulled up in a darkish car park with a couple of dozen cars, were waved across the road by two uniformed men with light batons and into what can only be described as a Serendipitous event.  It was lowish key to begin with, Acers and cloud pruned conifers lit quite discreetly, a bit of artificial mist, then a display of backlit coloured parasols and a brightly lit entrance way.  Well, inside the rest of the garden it was absolutely stunning.  It was eat-your- heart-out Mr Disney stunning.  There must have been hundreds of thousands of lights in what was obviously a computer controlled display of shapes, colour and pattern.  Mount Fuji, the moon and a bright red Torii arch in lights appeared regularly.  Neither of us had ever seen anything like it before.  After the extravagance of the main displays we were back into a more low key set of lighting again of red bridges, pools, more Acers and conifers.  Then our free shuttle bus back, just us and the old Japanese couple.  Magnificent, and I have to say one of the highlights of the trip (no pun intended).
Yuushien Garden



We even found a decent restaurant next to the station where once more we were in a fractured conversation and photo opportunity with a Japanese family.  This does happen frequently.  On one train we were in a fairly difficult conversation and somehow we found out that our Japanese conversee played the trombone, loved British Brass Bands but his favourites were the Japanese
ensemble, The Fukuoka Flourish Brass Band.   Incidentally I remember a story from years back that the famous Black Dyke Mills Brass Band had to have a name change for a USA tour for linguistic reasons.  For my US reader, a dyke in northern England is a ditch or a wall and the black probably refers to the colour of peaty soil.






Adachi Museum of Art Garden

The garden I’d wanted to see was at the Adachi Museum of Art, gravel, water, clipped trees, classic Japanese styling with no lawns and some ‘borrowed’ scenery.  It was a stunner and had been named Best Garden in Japan by the Journal of Japanese Gardening.   Assuming the Journal wasn’t funded by the owners of the garden, it was a pretty good endorsement.   This garden was a train ride and another free shuttle bus ride away from Matsue.




Adachi Museum of Art Garden

We liked Matsue as a city as well as the two tremendously impressive gardens.   Set next to two big lakes that could easily be the sea, one of the things to do is to watch the sunset over one particular island.  We were nearby at the right sort of time and toddled along, along with about a hundred other cameras.   The setting was lovely, with two water set Buddhas and as the sun finally dipped a smattering of applause broke out.



Japan has a falling birthrate, the population is declining and it’s suggested that they will have to relax their immigration laws to keep the workforce big enough.   From our limited experience of the country it appears there’s a much simpler answer and that’s to do away with all the non-jobs or wild overmanning that is apparent everywhere we’ve been.   I wrote about the security guards in an earlier blog but it’s common to see people whose job appears to be waving people across the road when there are green lights to let you know when to cross or to wave people out of the way in a tourist area when a car is coming.  Other specific examples are seven staff in the tourist office at Sapporo on a Sunday morning when we were the only customers.  For us tourists having the information offices open 9.00 am to 6.00 pm seven days a week is great but at what cost ?  On one train ride while waiting for a connection I went into a very small station shop to buy a drink and when I turned to the cash desk there were four staff, shoulder to shoulder all looking expectantly at me.   In the town we’re in now, we walked to some old houses about 9.00 on a Sunday morning and in a garage/gas station there were eleven (yes, eleven) staff in uniforms waiting on the forecourt for a vehicle to refuel.




You might well imagine that a lot of rice is grown here and you’d be correct, we’ve seen it in many places but it does seem to be highly labour intensive.  Many fields are very small, by my estimate some down to under a quarter of an acre.  This is due to the annoying property of water for rice growers of flowing downhill which means that paddy fields have to be very flat, hence often very small.   More rice can be grown in a given area than the type of grain favoured in Europe and I’ve read that this is one possible cause of the Industrial Revolution happening in the west rather than the east.  If you can feed a bigger population from a smaller cultivated area you have an ample supply of manual workers.  Throughout much of the last 1500 years, technology in many areas was  more advanced in the east than the west but this never developed into their Industrial Revolution.



After another spectacular journey south through the hills to the huge built up areas around Kyoto/Osaka we have two night in Osaka and plan to visit Nara, a much publicised and temple strewn place a little further east.   First though, on the evening of our arrival we head to an exhibition which we’d seen advertised in Kyoto nearly a fortnight ago and thought we wouldn’t be able to get to.   It was a whole exhibition of Hokusai, who even if you don’t know the name you’re
almost certain to have seen some of his work, probably one of his classic Views of Mount Fuji.  Matching up to my view that the Japanese know how to live in a city in three dimensions, the gallery was on the fifteenth floor of a huge block.  Unfortunately, it was teeming with people, some with binoculars or monoculars to help them see the pictures through the crowds shuffling past.  Fortunately for me, I had an extra six inches of height to help me.   It was an exhibition well worth seeing and possibly even more crowded than a Royal Academy exhib. at peak time – but cheaper.




This tame !
Nara, the next day was very different for us.  Apart from the edge of Typhoons in one evening each at Kyoto and Hiroshima, I think it was the first time in our five weeks so far that it was raining when we wanted to visit somewhere.   Apart from the temples and a very impressive hall containing a huge Buddha, Nara is noted for tame deer.  Very tame deer.   They can be stroked, have absolutely no fear of humans and naturally are encouraged by being fed.  People buy biscuits for them and then seem to panic when the deer see what they have and get a bit pushy.   To give some indication of how old the cultural background is here, the five storey Pagoda was constructed in 730 and a reconstruction was completed 696 years later in 1426, a mere 591 years ago, so it’s 105 years til the next one then.  











The Great Buddha




The Great Buddha Hall, almost brand new having been rebuilt only in 1709 is the largest wooden building in the world and even so is only two-thirds the size of the original wooden building it replaced.  The Buddha is just over 52 feet high and is made of 432 tonnes of bronze and132 kg of gold





On our last JR Railpass day we travel to Nagoya to pick up a car for six days in the Japanese Alps, making sure to book our seats for the return to Tokyo on the left side of the train.  The left is the Mount Fuji side and we’re hoping for clear weather.


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