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Which of these pictures were NOT recorded in Japan?

number 1?


number 2?


number 3?


number 4?


or 5?

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shiken One last memory

I confess that the last time I'm out of sheer idleness does not really come to blog. But I had still promised an addendum to last visit to Kyoto. :-( But now!

With Julia, I had the first time a stamp book (I have no idea how the thing is in Japanese) seen, and then when I found these books in the first stamp issued for sale, but then I have accessed spontaneously. The book can be opened like a Leporello, and the pages are all still empty. In every temple you can write in for a small fee the name of the temple, the date of the visit and even a small award (?) In beautiful calligraphy, have no paint!,.


temple in paragraph 4 (whose name I forget) was responsible for a kindly monk, whom I asked about whether I him could take pictures. And then I saw on with fascination as he lovingly painted with the brush the characters on paper and then pressed several red stamp on the page.

After work, he closed the book gently together again and saw the narrow light stripe on the front. As part of the name on it. "Should I write down your name there?" Sure!

I must confess that I have slept a little then. Because I had assumed that he gave me my name in katakana writing down. He chose from kanji. And even if I have understood from his statements but not too much, but I had one thing clear: the good man had misunderstood something and my name still attached a letter.


The bottom two characters to stand for my name. The lower Kanji I even know it stands for "heaven". And one reading: "ten". It says now "Utes" as my name. As I said, I have slept a little. If I had better "Ut a " instead of "Ut e " said. "Uta" is the name that is "song" and has its own kanji. My friends call me in Russia and Belarus finally "Uta". Oh well. Mr Hans explained to me later, the importance of the two kanji. They can be among others with "Big Sky", "of heavenly generosity" or translate the "house in heaven." Like me. As the monk has chosen beautiful kanji.

The ink was still dry, so I sat down for a while on the next viewing deck and looked at the garden. Suddenly a woman came hurrying, who had been sitting in the little room where the monk had worked. She gave me a small calendar with twelve pictures of the temple. A gift! Why? I do not know. Maybe because I was a rare foreign visitor and all with Japanese skills? Anyway, it made me very happy, and the calendar now has a special place in my room.

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currently Thursday, 12.07.2006, 19:03

Tuesday, 5:15 local time in Ō saka: after a sleepless night I left the apartment on tiptoe, to wake no one - from the roommates I had said goodbye the night before - and go with the hand luggage towards the station. The hand luggage consisted of a small trolley on which in turn includes a matching laptop case, the big bag, small bag, the big screen and the plastic bag with a wonderfully soft pillow (farewell gift from George).

At the station I had balanced the large travel bag in the locker and looking for the elevator (in the corner behind the lockers is well hidden, but I am of course with all my bags in the wrong direction gelatscht ...). On the platform it was only then again, wait. I was promptly accosted again by a Japanese woman. Where, where, and what do you do in Japan. Actually, I was too tired to get me to talk in any language, but it did hammer out a little.

From Flughafenexpreß, I could watch the sunrise over Osaka - when I'm not struggling against fatigue. At a quarter past seven I was at the airport, bought myself a luggage cart, so I do not strutting longer had one each bag on each arm behind me, and I have the switch visited by Korean Air. Checking in was pleasantly fast, and although the bag was guaranteed heavier than 20 kg, I had NOTHING to pay.

The plane of Osaka raised from time to Seoul. From this flight, I slept through most of it. I had taken my place, brought out the pillow and made myself comfortable. I practically fell asleep before the plane was in the air. The smell of fresh coffee would wake me up right on time for breakfast (sashimi) again, but as soon as the stewardess the tray was collected again, I leaned back on the plane wall (great if you have a window seat has!) And slept on. Next time I woke up because the plane jerked Sun Oh, I thought, we are advised in such turmoil? No, the plane had just landed. The descent, I had slept through completely. In Seoul I had

about a half hour stay. As soon as I was by the second security check through, I went in search of a phone. My father had insisted that I call from Seoul to let you know if I had not missed the plane. I have also done then. In Germany, it was half past three clock. Morning. Well, who turns off the mailbox function of its phones, may then not be surprised if he is torn by the time from sleep. ;-)

The aircraft flew to Frankfurt with half an hour late starting. The flight lasted eleven hours, of which I have slept for a while, though not as much as hoped. The Korean lunch, I was not so sparkling, over dinner, I decided, therefore, for the Western variant. Much better. In between now and then I have seen out the window, saw a movie and tried to sleep a little. Once

at 17:40 local time in Frankfurt, I saw pretty much first thing in the bottom of an extremely narrow escalator, before the pent-up according to all the welcome sign "Welcome to smoke-free Frankfurt Airport", which some joker in a black Edding "Welcome to free belly had Frankfurt transformed. "Had no crowds have been, I would like this done before a quick photo.

Most of the passengers in the plane were Koreans or Japanese who piled up all at the immigration counter for non-EU citizens. I was much faster. But at the baggage claim equality was rescinded. It took an eternity until my big bag finally showed up.

Then came the tariff. Long lines, but officials waved the most simply and made only a few samples. Guess even know who was stopped ... That must have been because I a hair with the heavy baggage car the customs officer was traveling on foot.

"So, what have you got anything in there?" "Um, yes, well, I was more than a year in Japan, come back now, and there are my clothes, shoes and so there. My jewelry too." (For God's sake, That sounds almost as if I had my crown jewels had it!) "Ah, did you also purchased jewelry? How much was it of?" "Each part has cost only 500 yen, the euro are maybe three or so." (Probably somewhat less, the yen is now pretty much in the cellar. :-() On alcohol, tobacco? "" No. "" Have you bought Christmas presents? "" Yes, but I have all been sent in the mail. " "Lucky. Then goodbye." "Goodbye. And a Merry Christmas." (That I could not resist it anymore.)

Then it went through the exit, where I was photographed promptly:


Yes, I was very tired. This is seen in the increase of good.

with my parents, I've sat down first for a coffee. I needed quite urgently. But then it soon went to the car and go home. About three-hour drive. Shortly after ten clock we were back home, where my grandma and my little brother were waiting.

Years ago, when my little brother is still very high on his big sister had to look up, I promised him that I would one day head back to put to him in the eye. Now it is time.

Yesterday I slept until noon and the afternoon was already tired. Today, I am against to clock shortly after six in the morning woke up. And a little later was again a bit tired. Strangely, when I arrived last year in Osaka was, I did not have such a strong jet lag.

And what did I do in two days? Not very much. Grandma's good eaten pea soup (which I had missed that!). With my mother to go shopping in Werrepark been. Me in the City Hall registered again. Starting from the box. And this afternoon Pfefferkuchenteig touched. Someone has to care very much about the Christmas cookies. ;-)

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The Futon

I always wanted my futon "imagine", and if not now, when? For more than 13 months, I slept most nights on the day he served as a comfortable sofa seat cushions and huge damages. I liked it.

Because so is a futon on the floor, he must be aired regularly tapped to prevent vermin infestation. There are on the balcony of the tent poles.


Front left is the ceiling, behind the fat depends on Unterfuton the poles. In the background the foam mattress is placed.


The Futonklopfer the individual parts are then tapped out, more or less thoroughly. Rather less, because if you close on the balcony can not go back a right, then makes just no fun. Then everything will be brought back into the room.


First, the foam mattress. Very thin and a bit too soft for my taste.


Then submit it to the Unterfuton. Which is relatively firm but still soft. In the combination of both parts are very comfortable.


finally come nor the pillow and the blanket on top. Done. The ceiling is very wide and long. You can wrap wonderful on cold winter nights. During the day they can be further folded and forms an excellent back, if you'd like to see a DVD on the notebook.

really is stowed a futon after airing in the closet (there are in fact a small wooden slats, so that also comes from the bottom air it), to create space in the room, I did find it easy to use as a sofa.

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The last hours

The big suitcase is packed and small, in principle, also cleaned the room (a process which, after a relaxing hour of general Satisfaction was done - according to a monk's cell but also has its good * g *) - now it must be only half five, and then I'll be on my way to the station.

have today can I approach everything slowly and comfortably. Morning, well rested, to be fit for the short night and the long flight, at rest had breakfast with the roommates talk, the Japanese books to the post office carried purchased at the station the ticket for the Airport Express, went back to pick the last few things in the large bag packed, and then cleaned the room. Meaning, the futon carried out for airing, dusted off the light (* cough cough *), the inside and Plasikkommode outside wet wipe, the clothes racks also wiped off the tatami mats vacuumed, the large closet sucked futon new items brought to complete.

I'm about five with the big bag (perceived weight: a barrel - the 20 kg allowed weight I could have easily exceeded) marched to the station to deposit them there over night in the locker. I had thought about it some time ago. I have a large and a small travel bag, in addition there are handbag, large handbag and laptop bag. Both the small and the large travel bag have wheels. Very handy, but not if you both must move together. In addition, I need to by the Metro station entrance, and there is no lift. So I would leave a bag above are on the road while I drag the others down. This is myself in the morning at half past six in Japan decided to risky, so I came up with the idea of the box.

Was not that easy to find a free locker in the desired size. At the first wall locker was just a suitable free - up. Since I had the bag never into balancing in life. And then I had it in the morning and need to get well again. Fortunately, around the corner a bit free. I was only in the 100-yen store items let einwechseln because the stupid machine does not accept other coins.

After about half an hour later arrived home, I told Tara (the new roommate) that two types have been ringing the doorbell. The fee collector of NHK, the state television. GEZ-types, so to speak. Tara had them in any way to understand that she does not speak Japanese, and they should please come back later, because I speak some Japanese. They wanted then thirty minutes later to ring again. Super. Where I had just thought the train station, a current phase and tired exploit me for a few hours to cut down on the ear. Because I always Nova'm still in the rhythm (two clock at night I can not sleep yet anyway), I had decided to keep me awake the whole night with my DVDs. I have to sleep on the plane have all the time.

So we waited on charges collector. To those I would have said that this is a Nova-Wohung and is why you want to contact Nova. As I said, would have. After all, who had still not well rang after an hour, were the NHK Fritzen. I subsequently identified in the corridor and in the living room light, I went to bed, and Tara has retired to her room. At half past nine, the types finally rang at the door, but we were not there. Now we must Tara I have the lovely phrase "This is a Nova-house, so please contact Nova" write in Japanese. Unfortunately

was miserable during my waiting period passed tired, so I lay awake for three hours. But at least with their eyes closed. Then I was rested a bit, took a shower, travel clothing attracted boiled coffee, a sandwich made, subtracted the futon and I then made comfortable with sandwiches and coffee with the first film.

At five I grab it as quietly as possible with the rest, and at half past six I leave the house. I have the key in a padded envelope on the evening of the Way to the station thrown into the mailbox. 6:17 to drive to the Airport Express from Shin Osaka and is at the airport shortly after seven. My flight leaves at 9:40, so I must be there at 7:40. Unfortunately, there is no nonstop flight. I fly with Korean Air and must change at noon in Seoul. But from there it's still a long flight to Frankfurt, and there is room for sleeping. When I'm still tired, I can continue to kip in the car, because my parents go extra to Frankfurt to pick me up. :-))

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So today was the big day. The day when Japan and everywhere else in the Japanese Language Profiency test is stored.

Here in Japan began the test at all Test sites at 9:45, while people elsewhere were sleep. I was lucky that I live in a metropolitan area where you have the chance to be assigned to one of his home in the not too distant exam. For Ellie and me, this was the Ō saka Keizai Daigaku ( Ō saka University of Economics) to which it is actually not too far.

In summer, when I acquired the registration form (because you have to actually pay money for already!), Was in the envelope also contained an Application Guide. With all sorts of useful hints about how to fill in and send the form and has, how the test is, what are the deadlines, etc., etc. are in the section to the test there a lot of things that are forbidden. Self-evident as that one should not take your cell phone, not cheating, that you should use a pencil (HB), but a pen or something, for example.

Then there are the more general behavioral information:

Note 2: Directions to the test site will be provided on your test voucher. If additional directions are needed, find out the information on your own or ask an acquaintance for assistance. Do not telephone the venue for directions university.
(...)
Note 4: Do not go to the test site by car . There are no parking spaces for cars or bicycles at the site. Do not park illegally near the site. The site office does not provide information on places to park.
(...)
Note 6: Keep the toilets, rooms, and corridors clean. Do not smoke outside the designated smoking areas.
Note 7: Do not leave any trash at or near the test site. Take back any trash with you.
Note 8: Be considerate of the local residents and keep quiet when traveling to and from the test site.

It has become increasingly difficult to secure test sites as a result of bad manners of examinees who discard the cigarette butts, litter, or park illegally at the test site and its vicinity. Search misbehavior is subject to penalty.

To Number 2 I remembered the old saying the only math teacher, "Part of the task is understanding the task," or rather "First part of the JLPT is the finding of the test site." Needless to say, that the little map would have on the test voucher absolutely obsessed with optimization potential.

Neither Ellie nor I have a car that we had no parking can park in bold, and so we went by train. This is anyway the most convenient means of transportation. And so we met - both sleepy - at just before eight in Umeda, to share with the Hankyu Line, the five to drive stations for the exam.


To change the time not much was going on. Accordingly, it was quiet, apart from a small string melody on the platform. The seemed familiar, I pricked up his ears, and indeed, the speakers played "Burn On the Christmas tree lights." This is one of the most beautiful German Christmas songs, I like it very much and it did not sound really bad. But still I would not get it played on a station platform, and Japanese certainly not on a railway platform! Next, it was "Rudolph, The Red-Nosed Rendeer" turn. It sounded so good.

From the small station there were loud Card for about 15 minutes. Came down too. Nevertheless, a few landmarks had not been recorded more damage. Meanwhile, there was

(were at this time open the doors) shortly after half past nine, and moved us out of many other people, alone or in small groups in the same direction. Some were talking (Ellie and I of course), but of course only in the normal volume. Not that the poor residents are not disturbed.


Soon we arrived at the university, and what we had to see first? Several Japanese were armed with loudspeakers on the street and gave in short intervals lowing guidance for the examination facilities through. So much for the theme of "consideration for the residents, who on Sunday morning might want to finally sleep again."

Note: noise is fine, if cause him Japanese. But alas, an evil foreigner who dares to laugh too loud on Sunday morning on the road! As you know any fun here!


This was "my". My examination room was in Building B (on the lower right), Ellie in G. Since their test also lasted longer than mine, then we have adopted here and us good luck and success for the test desired.


The university building is a relatively attractive, modern-looking building. And it was not heated.

The sequence of tests (all multiple choice questions) saw this:

first Writing / Vocabulary from 9:45 to 10:25. The part I found very easy.

second Listening exercises 11:05 to 11:50. Muzukashii! * For the last tasks I have understood nothing, and just checked something.

third Reading and grammar from 12:50 13:55. Not as easy as the first part, but it was doable.

To have passed, ranging 60% correct answers (which can not be wrong counted), and I probably should have done. But the results are there until mid-February. At this point, then a big thank you to everyone who gave me the thumbs down!

accounted for by the test times for 15 minutes each way to exhortations, teachings and handing out the exam papers. In the large lecture hall, where bred with me a little more than a hundred specimens of their questionnaires, four Japanese staff on supervision were there. Two men and two women. The older of the two was the test supervisor, the beginning and end of the exam period and announced as needed yellow cards Candidates handed out, had behaved in any way wrong. The red card (as in football: sending off) he did not need.

The other three distributed the questionnaires and the books of the test questions controlled the tables (each candidate had a firm place with his exam number) and what was it and were patrolling the corridors during the test up and down. The test supervisor was practically the whole time on the front of his desk and looked out of sheer importance as if he had swallowed a broomstick.

During the test, could only find a few things on the tables: pencils, erasers and the voucher with name and exam number. From the eraser I even had a small protective case with the Shinkansen motif off and put it in his pocket. Which I saw, frankly, just a little bit of paranoia after. If I would have written purely because what I would have taken a giant magnifying glass to decipher the then still can. And that would be noticed for sure. Oh well.

said before the start of each study by a voice from the tape you what you should NOT do during the test and what are the penalties for it. Yellow card or red card. The test supervisor took the Sermon on the appropriate card from his pocket and waving it gracefully with a serious face back and forth. Difficult, as not to laugh.

then had to show all their phones (which should have been allowed to bring any), and the three guards controlled by each individual, whether it was really from. For me there was nothing to check, I logged off my phone yesterday, paid the last bill and then the unit for proper disposal made in the store.

Then we could finally begin the test. The time was always measured well. Between each test, there was a brief pause, during which I ate my lunch brought along (Onigiri and orange juice) to make me stronger for the next task. This was the end of the garbage I have referred Rules are not cast in one of the many trash in the university, but in the small plastic bag from the combine kept. And on the way back to the station just in a bin at a bus stop (in itself a noteworthy fact, for public trash can in this country are a real rarity!) Disposed of. ;-)
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preparations

The departure is getting closer and closer. The large travel bag is almost packed, and it looks like, I have probably sent out on Monday the Japanese textbooks nothing in the mail. * Uff *

Yesterday I walked three times to the post. Actually had two courses will be sufficient, but first it is different, and as you think.

The first time I had a little package for Nicky and a large package of books for Julia here. The package was not a problem, but for the package I had, of course, again fill out a parcel. And then I remembered that I egghead my address book in the apartment had left lying! Could I use the package back to the apartment traipse ...

The second time I was out of the package also includes a larger parcel for me and several envelopes here who had to be franked. One is for Accommodation section, I will on Tuesday is at the crack of dawn with the apartment key in carrying the mail box. The other contains one to my German address stamped envelope so that I my "Japanese Language Proficiency Certificate" really get.

And last but not least had a large package to be sent, in which I had packed the night before all sorts of odds and ends, Okonomiyakisauce and my winter sweater (which was in the bag just taking up too much space). Of course, I stood sweating in the post office and was able to fill in the package seem to remember absolutely do not remember what was just as everything in it. Because I for winter sweaters does not want to wait five weeks, I had to send it by EMS (Express Mail Service?). Expensive, but affordable.

On Wednesday evening I had a date with Helen and her friend from Australia to karaoke and subsequent Sayonaradinner. Before, I wanted to quickly pass the Ward Office to leave my Alien Registration Card. That should do it before you leave the country, at least says the brochure I received in my application last year. I was a little late, I was completely worn out at the office - just to let me explain some of the officials that I make the map here and now not needed, but also do it when leaving the airport can. * ARGH *

Well, tomorrow will take the Japanese Language Proficiency Test. At 9:45 he starts. Ellie makes the test in the same place (as long as Level 2, while I am satisfied with the beginner level 4), and since we have an appointment for eight clock in Umeda, the rest of the way back down together. All readers are hereby invited to the fingers crossed.

Well, now I will learn even a little Japanese. Since I'm in the last week that is not to come. ;-)

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But now: Autumn in Kyoto

early November, the leaves began here in Kansai just dye it red, but now the maples glow with the ginkgo trees in competition. The other tree species give their best, but somehow no chance at all that red and yellow. Especially the red of the maples. Since I've been in there last year so in love, and that was - was the main reason for me, a little more than a year to stay in Japan - in addition to the extra time for travel within Japan. Autumn is the best season here (not as wet as the cherry blossom), and I wanted to see again. Who knows when (and if!) I have the next time the opportunity.

Yesterday I'm back down (and for the time being the last time) to Kyoto, to the east of the city to see so many maples in autumn dress properly. That's what I did and by the way seen in five hours exactly six temples. That should be my personal record.

With the Keihan Line, it went up to the penultimate station (Marutamachi) and from there on foot to two adjacent temples. Elisa had made last year in some temples in the area beautiful photos, see where to make a lot of red had been. Whether I'm actually landed in "the" Temple, I do not know, but I also have a lot of photos to see where too much red is. Was not that easy, as a representative sample taken in the blog.

Temple Number 1: Kurodani.


He has a beautiful Zen garden with a larger pond on the incline some maple trees. The beautiful mirror effects are in the water, and in addition there are the numerous small fallen maple leaves floating on the water - sugoi!


was not much going on here, but I pushed on the day. On weekends, many more people to go out on fall foliage show. But in the next temple is extremely busy.


The Kurodani is located in a quiet, peaceful residential area with low houses and narrow alleys. Here I had along to get to my next destination. Honestly, I had so I doubt whether I was really on the right track, so I asked the few people I met on the road. But I had not run, and after ten minutes, suddenly widened the lane, and I was there.

Temple 2: Shinnyo-dō.


The Shinnyo-do of many, really many maple trees surround it. Everywhere it glowed orange to red. Many leaves had already fallen and formed around red, orange or yellow carpet to the trunks of the trees. That was soooo beautiful! Den here in much greater numbers-running Japanese were similar. As to the first group I went maples, I followed a young couple on their heels. The young woman got a no more again "!! Eeeeeeh, Kirei Kirei desu nee Eeeeeeh Sugoi Sugoi kirei kirei kirei Sugoi *


were all frantically taking photos. I also, I freely admit. Each tree was alone in itself something to behold, but as an ensemble was the sight simply overwhelming. Especially, of course, if you normally get the prevailing colors of the Japanese cities - gets to see - light gray, gray and dark gray. I had to go only a step, already changed the viewing angle and this brand new photo opportunities. Then even the sun broke through the Clouds and shone on the maple ...

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It could take a while. The inner temple and the garden I have of course also not be missed, but after that I stayed here not for long. Through an avenue of bright red maples, it went back to the exit, and then further east. My next target was the path of the philosopher, by the Ginkaku-ji to Nanzen-ji on a small canal and other temples along leads. The Ginkaku-ji, I had seen this before, so I left it and went immediately to the smaller, therefore, honing-in.

temple number 3


Nett, and above all relatively quiet. Again, there was much to see fall foliage, but not in such abundance as at Shinnyo-dō. This was right at the entrance two elaborate sand structures with Ahornblattdeko had accumulated. That being said, there was nothing really special to see, and thus, I was soon back on track. But only a few steps, because the next temple was not far away.

number 4 Anraku-in or something like that. Embarrassingly, I forgot the name, and since I have all the information material hauled to the post office this afternoon, can I look up any more. Crap!


Anyway, it was not far, and I missed the entrance because of the many photographers, who had moved with heavy equipment, also could not.


And once again shone the maple. A beautiful temple in which I have not received a gift promptly. I will report later.


And on we walked along the path of the philosophers. The so-called because a famous Japanese philosopher Nishida Kitaro has made his name with a daily walk to the little canal. The trail is particularly beautiful cherry blossom season, now everything was already bald. Only occasionally a few maple trees provided for strong dash of color.

Near the end of the two-mile path is the Eikan-dō. Temple Number 5


He has many treasures - and many maple trees on his property. That makes him a very popular place of pilgrimage for fall foliage fans. Which in turn led to the temple in November to demand a hefty premium to a discount. Nevertheless, the masses flocked, and I the middle of it.


went inside the temple it forward slowly. In long lines moved people from the past exhibited magnificent Buddha statues and precious wall paintings. I admit that I often the way I simply abbreviated. Of Buddhist art, I now understand sometimes nothing, and I was came mainly because of the fall foliage. Yes, I am a hopeless ignoramus.


The temple grounds are huge. Directly behind it lie the hills of Higashiyama, which limit the eastern city of Kyoto. In a corner in the back of the temple grounds is a small pagoda, from which I could almost completely overlooking Kyoto. And of course the rest of the temple grounds.

Should I or should not I? For a while I was fighting with me, but then I still went to another temple.

Temple Number 6: Nanzen ji.

One of the most important Zen temple in Japan, I had almost a year ago already visited with Angelica together. Because we are at that time but only in the side garden of a temple (or whatever) had gone, I have once again brandished my wallet and paid the price of admission.


Another famous Zen garden. Not quite as famous as that of Ryoan-ji, but again very stylish. There was a small, pure rock garden there too, but the Zen garden on the top picture is the main attraction of the Nanzen ji. For a while I sat there, in order to let the sight of me. There were hardly any other visitors there, so it was really relaxing.

Or rather, it could have been really relaxing if not someone would come up with the "brilliant" idea, on the ceiling of the terrace one to install speakers and these speakers about at regular intervals any slogans for appropriate behavior in the temple or Buddhalobgesänge or notices Temple Treasures (to understand enough, my Japanese is still far off) to be Quakers.


I then went through the temple, saw the other rock garden and other small garden. In the rear, large garden, there was also the culmination something red and yellow to see.

I would certainly have made time to seek a seventh temple, but the result probably would have been visual saturation. I was tired, so I made my way back.

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farewell meal in several courses

The good news front: I'm still alive, and apart from the fact that I am pappsatt and probably the same place, I feel good. Despite the vast quantities of fish ball, I have eaten.
Today I had to say goodbye
by Kayo, and was well celebrated with a lot of Japanese food and some sightseeing between courses. At eleven clock we met in Umeda and took the Hanshin Line to Kobe for lunch in a rather chic restaurant. Kayo has been doing casual work as a student there and met her husband on the occasion.

The lunch was so very chic: surmounted by pretty decently printed paper and a yellow ginkgo leaf, which was really just decoration. In any case, Kayo has put aside, and since I did the same.


What was it then? That was the front right corner of the small plates of fish with an inserted small pepper (Was just a little spicy), spent a few fish snacks (under the paper), in various ways pickled radish (there were a few small plates more), snow peas, a bowl of soup and of course a little bowl of rice. For dessert there was a kind of mango cream and Kakieis. (Given the huge portions I got an instant quote from Loriot to mind, but I wisely keep to myself. Had not it always can translate.)

Then we had the calories to get rid of and were therefore at a very pretty shrine and then went up a mountain by cable car. From the top you have a nice view of Kobe, the harbor and the bay. Also, there is a "herbal park in which one kitchen, medicinal and other herbs (mainly, it smells good) in small beds and can see it grow a greenhouse. In the restaurant, there are associated with these herbs spicy food (if there were nothing to eat, you could probably not attract Japanese on that mountain).

Here we have eaten anything, but after a while are driven down and then took the train one stop to the Kobe Harbor Land . All buildings in this area after the great earthquake before now nearly twelve years have been built.

are in Harbor Country Kayo and I first went to the "Sweets Harbor, where there are lots of small cafes with delicious cakes. We have walked around for a while only to have the cake and admired decide we can not.


It ended then with (huge by Japanese standards) strawberry cake and coffee. The one at the price, quiet in a regular cup instead of in a paper cup could have served, but only in passing.

After this refreshment we walked around for a while in Harbor Country and have a window shopping done. Then we drove back to Umeda, another shopping trip made in one of the great Department stores, and because it still had plenty of time to dinner, we sat down on a juice in a cafe and rested ourselves.

The restaurant where we had arranged to meet Kayos Hirofumi man lay in a quiet (for this country) side street. Kayo goes there often to eat with a friend. A very cozy restaurant, I can not say otherwise. For the guests there are smaller and larger private rooms, so that you really among them.

Hirofumi arrived a few minutes later, and until then we got long ago served the appetizer:


skin of pufferfish on indefinable greens and radish with a tasty mustard-vinegar sauce. The completely covered with her taste the fish has. From the skin has stayed with me only slightly viscous consistency in memory.


was on this chic dish is the next course: raw fillet of puffer fish with radish and spring onion (right), which can only drizzled with lemon juice and then dunk in the soy sauce in a small bowl, and raw fillet of puffer fish with radish and some greens in a delicious sauce (left). While we were still eating, each got a small dish served with fish ball soup (soup with one, two fried fish fins from the ball in it). Then

It was exciting. The empty plates and bowls were cleared away to create space in the middle of the table for a portable gas grill, on which we were able to fish the ball then fry itself.


Links: salted puffer fish. Right: marinated in lemon juice and fish ball. In the middle, packed in aluminum foil: Ball fish that was baked with cheese. It all tasted good, but the lemon was the best.

My stomach was filled then all right, so I groaned inwardly when the operator removed the gas grill, anschmiß in the table, integrated hob and a pot of water on set.


Danaben came this wooden tub with more puffers, small mushrooms (well), what looked like little plastic cord, but is edible (Hirofumis electronic dictionary translated the Japanese names for me with agar-agar - not breed anything biologists in the stuff?), and a lot of Chinese cabbage. All this was thrown skillfully by Kayo in the now boiling water. After a few minutes we were able to fill us in now cooked food filled with a soy-vinegar sauce dish and then eat. Slightly sour, but delicious.

When the pot was nearly empty again, called Kayo bring the operation, the water seasoned with salt, a large portion of boiled rice and beaten Hineingab eggs and then the whole with onions and spices (pepper?) Abschmeckte. Anyone got a bowl full, the above served with something thin, short strips cut nori (dried seaweed).

Now is the time to answer the important question: how sweet actually pufferfish? Not bad, but I found the taste so special then again, not now. Fish halt. The exciting it must indeed really be the thrill, because the innards of the fish, if one gets it fresh from the sea instead of from the breeding pool, extremely toxic and can end the meal deadly, if the cook does not have the meat cut off carefully enough. Nevertheless, It was a delicious and elegant dinner to have.

came after the last dessert. A little generous on the large plate divided, but I really could not get much more down.

Then it was time for the obligatory group photos.


Kayo, Hirofumi and me.


At the exit, where we attracted the shoes again, in the aquarium with the ball, which when eaten tomorrow.

at the subway station in Umeda we then said goodbye. It was a sad farewell. Kayo is me in recent months become a good friend, and although our respective languages still rudimentary, we have had many a good conversation. I will miss her enormously.