Kyoto – Ginkakuji Temple

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We hopped into a bus and continued our temple journey to the mountainous eastern Kyōto (Northern Higashiyama District). Walking away from busy Imadegawa Dori, we entered a narrow Ginkakuji- cho. This street was crowded with pedestrians, mainly kids on a school trip. The street was lined with restaurants, souvenir and retail shops. The road led uphill towards a lush mountain. The sounds of kids chatting away, with a cheerful attitude, curiosity and innocence, created a heart- warming atmosphere. Ice cream parlours and fruits drinks outlets had queues of people lining up. The sun, although hidden, radiated much heat and it was humid.

We entered a narrow passage, “Ginkakuji-gaki”, lined with tall trees, and entered through the So-mon Gate. The street had tidily trimmed hedges on both sides, and a neat bamboo fence. We then entered the Chu-mon Gate. It was crowded today. The views opened up with contrasting sand and gravel against lush mountainous greenery. A two storey dark exterior, “Kan’non- den”, commonly known as Ginkaku, the Silver Pavillion, is set amongst tall pines and landscaped lake and garden. This was built as a retirement villa for Ashikaga Yoshimasa, a shogun, in 1482 and later converted to a Zen temple in 1490. He modelled it after Kinkakuji (the Golden Pavilion) in Kyōto’s northern mountains. The pavilion was never covered in silver.

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“The entrance to Ginkakuji was a long street, packed with people and shops everywhere. It felt like I was back in Magome!” – Navindd

untitled-81Next, we came to an expansive dry sand garden with a rather large truncated cone, 2m high, made with fine white sand, “Kogetsudai”, Moon Viewing Platform. It stood out against the raised and raked coarse sand, “Ginshadan”. Kogetsudai is said to resemble Mount Fuji amongst others. On full moon nights, the moonlight is reflected onto the “Ginkaku”, Silver Pavilion. Magnificent greenery surrounded the “karesansui”, dry garden, and the beautifully architectured building flanking the “Sea of Silver Sand”, including the “Hondo”, Main Hall and “Tōgudō” which are national treasures. A wonderfully landscaped pond, “Kinkyochi”, the Brocade Mirror Pond, with large sculpture pine trees leaned towards the pond and hugged this dry sand garden and the adjacent buildings. This pond is punctuated with islands connected by stone bridges. Ginkaku-ji’s “chisen- kaiyushiki”, pond-stroll garden, was also modelled after the garden of Saiho- ji. A moss garden appeared under the shades next to the pond. A nearby small waterfall, “Sengetsu- sen”, Moon Washing Falls fed this pond. The water is continuously replenished.

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A meandering path crossed stone bridges, past moss covered gardens and flowing ponds, as it continued uphill. Looking back towards the majestic “Ginkaku”, Silver Pavilion, reflected on the “Kinkyo-chi” pond, I can easily imagine the tranquillity derived from these surroundings.

Islands and stone bridges had their own colourful names. Shadows of trees and buildings reflected off the clear water of the pond created a surreal and vivid appearance. With the ever changing light, although cloudy today, the dramatic views continuously changed. Perhaps reflections of our own lives are represented here!

“The temple was also famous for its 2m high sand cone, which sat perfectly on the side of one garden, with not a single mark on the sides……..the Silver Pavilion…trees surrounded it and it seemed to be floating on the pristine green pond….It was worthy of a front page of any travel book. Inside the pavilion though, there was nothing much. It was just an empty room” – Navindd

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The path wound uphill surrounded by a mixed forest. Numerous maple trees were scattered around this forest. Moss covered vast areas of the shaded ground under the forest canopy. I could imagine the dramatic autumn colours of the expansive temple grounds. From the hill top, there was a lovely scenic view of the temple complex with a backdrop of Kyōto. The usage of minimum natural elements such as sand, stones, water and plants; strategically placed allowed us to see different perspectives as we strolled around this tranquil landscape. It is not hard to understand the immense pleasure that can be gained with simple things. Ginkaku- ji does just that!

Kyoto

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Near Daitokuji Complex, this cosy place offered, Navindd’s favourite, fantastic dishes of “sashimi” and “sushi”. There was no other customer. Three chefs were behind the counter with broad smiles. We scrutinised the menu under the watchful but friendly eye of the head chef. Containers of fresh seafood were laid on the table. The chef skilfully sliced, diced and prepared the meal. He did this meticulously and with respect for the ingredients. This transcended to the dishes served – a perfect lunch – “sashimi” – “maguro”, “toro”, “unagi”, vinigered rice, sushi, California rolls, miso, “ramen” and green tea. Today, we were privileged to have our ‘personal’ master chef. The food was wonderful.

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I shared my blurred iconic images of geishas that I had taken in Arashiyama with the chef. He confirmed that we had indeed been in the presence of both a “geiko” and a “maiko”, an apprentice geisha. My appreciation for these prized images jumped ten-fold.

“ …….we later found out that the chef was going to Rio to cook for the Japanese team in the Olympics!” – Navindd

Nara – The final day in Japan

untitled-360Tonight we wandered along the popular Sanjo Dori. Tucked between financial institutions and official looking buildings are quaint little restaurants. We found one, an “izakaya”. This was our last night in Japan before we head off home. The friendly chefs spoke little English and the menu was in Japanese.

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We were by now well acquainted with the proceedings and confidently ordered our dishes. Yes, more sashimi, grilled Sanma fish and a delicate broth with dumplings. The atmosphere here; like throughout our dining experiences in Japan, was warm, sometimes hilarious and definitely light. As always, appealing presentation, exquisite and delightful taste and flavours. These experiences had set a high mark of Japanese food elsewhere.

We returned to our lovely ryokan styled guesthouse. The smiling and inviting face of Kayoko greeted us and ushered us for some hot green tea. Her son joined us. He aspired to be involved in conservation. For now, we encouraged him to finish his school and perhaps consider New Zealand to further his studies and career.

Later, we packed up our luggage and quietly walked on the tatami floors and snugged into our soft futon beds. In the morning, Kayoko prepared an early breakfast before a taxi brought us to the Nara Station. From here, we caught a train that took us directly to Osaka’s Kansai International Airport.

This journey through mostly central Japan had been an eye- opener to the nature of the Japanese people, their customs, magnificent ancient and historic temples, their delicate culinary, efficient transportation system, did I mention the wonderful Japanese people, and many more.

The memories of Japan from my school history books were delivered through this memorable journey. Connecting was convenient with a existence and approachable remains of history – the temples, museums, culture and charming living museums pieces. The stories can be relived and therefore retold. My dreams were fulfilled. This journey is more significant as we had travelled and experienced Japan as a family. Now that’s priceless!

“jā mata ne, Nihon”