The promise of Fujisan (From Tokyo to Seto)

5:00 AM I awoke with more than just excitement. I was dizzy from lack of sleep and my stomach was churning ?with trepidation? sense of adventure?
7:45 AM at Oshiage station

After this, I lost all track of time navigating the narrow streets of Oshiage clued me into the day ahead. We were off to Seto in Aichi-ken (famed for its Seto pottery) but we had stops –the first of which brought us to the foot of the magnificent Fujisan. Up close, it’s even more formidable. We were perhaps 1,500km above sea level and the air was thin and my ears hurt.

This place also had the most beautiful snow flakes. The intricate crystal formation was so well-defined we couldn’t help but take pictures of these tiny water molecules held together like magic! Even crushing the snow in your hand to make snow balls didn’t seem to crush the flake

We took the Tomei highway and stopped at Gotemba for our beach side nabe lunch. The wide expanse of shore ?grey and fine—against the clear blue of the water was breathtaking. The place draws a mixed crowd of young and old couples, kids playing Frisbee (we played too!), and the solitary souls.??

Trying to start the nabe lunch was a big challenge. The wind seemed to want to keep us in forever. It kept blowing the fire out
But it was not for naught…

I have to say I am grateful for that wind. We arrived when it was way too cloudy to see dear Fujisan from afar Saying has it that those who come to see Fujisan but are unable to are destined not to marry, those who do see Fujisan,, do! We did!

Along the way, it was interesting to see that they had the road signs warning us of rabbits J.

Tomorrow’s even more promising. We go to an organic farm called Tsuki no Niwa and Ise.


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March 13, 2006 - 11:14 pm
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Post by ai:
I am at home indoors just as I am outdoors. I delight in sunshine and relish the tingle of rain drops on the tips of my ears. I believe in "ands" rather than trading off one for the other. For life is meant to be lived in full color, in surround stereo, and in overdrive. On most days, I am in the fringes of Waseda working on my MBA. However, I count my days out of Tokyo as the best days of my Japan life. I am in the middle of patching personal promises, crafting shared dreams, and recreating my place under the sun.


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