The trip report has claimed so much time that I am no longer complied with the notes of the last weekends. So here is a summary. On
6.11. I'm on I do not remember how many times gone to Kyoto. In the north-west of the city there was a temple which I wanted to see absolutely. I also wanted to see if the maples had been dyed red.
The Ryoan-ji is a Zen temple, world heritage site and famous for its rock garden. It looks like I had imagined a real Zen garden always a neatly raked Gravel surface and in between some rocks.
My first thought was a disappointment, "but is small!" However, I did so many other visitors the same, sitting on the wooden terrace in front of the rock garden and contemplative looked at the neat wasteland. Lo and behold, it worked. The trick seems to be with these Zen gardens. Once you've agreed to it, recognize you wander off the beauty of design, thoughts, and the mind is not necessarily free, but still.
(Unless, a plump tourist in wall-ending white robe, waving a white blouse and a projecting white hat enters the scene. As it is with prayer then quickly back again. Unfortunately it was impossible to photograph them unobtrusive, and I did not dare. For Paparazzo - Paparazza? -. I lack the boldness necessary)
If one walks around the main hall of the temple with her beautiful and richly painted doors Tatami, one comes to this small stone basin. A "Tsukubai" is originally meant for washing hands before the tea ceremony. The four characters are to be a saying of a Zen master. The brochure, which I got at the entrance to translate it with "I learn only to be contented," and explains:
He who learns
only to be contented is spiritually rich, while the one who does not learn to be contented is spiritually poor even if he is materially rich.
A beautiful temple. There was only one tiny drawback: the trees except for a few isolated exceptions, were all still green. However, I did not let me put off, and I just moved on the road to the west, where even the next temple was (surprise, surprise), the Ninna-ji . Also a World Heritage Site.
A huge temple complex with beautiful gardens, including very small, the duck into the small space between two buildings (As here), and a prime, ...
... and lots of magnificent wall paintings in which I could hardly get enough of looking.
Since I have been sitting for a while based on the many terraces and admire the gardens. Then it went on. With the bus tour I went to Kinkaku-ji I had not really want. I was ever been there. But then I could not leave yet.
at Kinkaku-ji is extremely busy. In addition to the numerous tourists were smuggled, but also many school classes through the site.
The Golden Pavilion was then compensation enough. Even on my second visit to the sight was overwhelming. Something nice!
On the way to the station the bus stopped in at another large temple complex, the Daitoku-ji. Four of the more than twenty temples that come with it are, according to guide the public, including through further examples of Zen gardens. So I'm exited.
Also at Daitoku-ji a lot was going on. Or rather, something was going on was because when I arrived, leaving a lot of Japanese, the site slowly, got into waiting taxis, buses or their own cars. The women wore almost all the kimonos, a better than the other. I see almost daily at least one woman wearing a kimono, but so many Japanese women in traditional dress on a bunch I've seen the last time at the summer festivals. And there were all wearing the yukata much lighter.
it looked like a party, but what had been celebrated here, I can not get out. I'm herumgeschlendert only for a while and have watched the general move. In a temple I am not gone, for all in which I passed were closed.
later A week at 13.11. I drove along with George in glorious autumn weather after Himeji . I wanted to the castle and see garden again, and if possible with bright red maple. But it still was not ready.
For this was the foliage of cherry trees that line the route from the far wall to the actual input and provide a sea of flowers in spring, glorious red.
Amazingly, in one of the courtyards, where it went down to the main tower, two (cherry?) Trees were blooming. In the middle of November. Is this normal, or is this a sign of climate change? I do not know.
for strong red It was also in the Koko-en obviously a bit too early. But you can sense at least already.
Still, it was nice to be down there again. In contrast to February was really everything is green (or red starting), and even a few flowers still bloomed.
When we had finished the tour of the garden, almost, we suddenly heard loud drumming. George was very excited: this was the sound of taiko, Japanese drumming. George learns a few months ago Taiko, and he wanted to see, of course, necessarily, who played there. I was also full of curiosity.
We simply followed the sound and landed in front of the school building where the taiko AG had set up outside the entrance to practice.
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