I’ve seen a lot of strange things on Japanese trains these past five years. Drunks passed out on the benches, old women (and I do mean old) dressed in school girl uniforms, ‘train parties’ where people spend hours riding around while drinking, just to name a few. But this evening as I rode home on [...]
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My legs stretched out in front of me, at least as far as they could in the cramped space of a JR train. A long day of wandering around Wakayama city had had left me pretty tuckered out and in order to balance the scales I had treated myself to a nice long soak in [...] Think about your workplace. The desks, the doors, the people, picture it all in your mind. Now imagine it in the morning, the quite murmur of voices as everyone files in still groggy from the commute. The day begins and the murmur turns into a steady drone punctuated by the occasional phone call and door [...] ‘Amanokuchi-whatsa,’ the word stumbled out of my mouth like a handful of scrabble letters. ‘What the heck is that?’ ‘Kochidaniamadaji. It’s a temple up in the mountains past Sanzenin. Trust me Mike, you gotta go there,’ Joe assured me. I looked at him a bit incredulously, ‘Go there? How [...] |
 
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