Magome
After another experience with the Japanese rail system we arrived in Magome a mountain village about an hour from Nagoya. At Tokyo with only a tiny window to move from one platform to the next we lost three people - you do have to show your pass even when it is in the bottom of the pack and everyone else has shown theirs! All made it even though traumatised by the experienc!
From Tokyo through to Nagoya we were never out of the suburbs - city and town merged - high rise, two story, traditional and gruesomely modern. Packed humanity.
We took taxis from the train station, up and up the mountain roads until we arrived at Magome - and our ryokan for the night. Built around 150years ago it was a totally Japanese experience. A fire pit inside the door held the tradional kettle and we were shown to our room complete with futons up narrow wooden stairs.
How quickly our bashfulness has disappeared - we could hardly wait to get into the Onsens! Marg and I have never laughed so much as water overflowed when we all climbed in!
Magome is a beautiful town with narrow streets flanked by traditional wooden houses, cobbled and lined with flowers, sculptured trees and even a waterwheel. Everything we hoped for!
Dinner was served at low tables - again beautifully presented in a number of pretty containers. We ate rice grown by the hotelier along with a variety of soups, a savoury custard, salads and raw fish etc. breakfast ,also traditional consisted of a kind of a kind of omelette, salad, rice and salmon. We are loving the tea which appears as soon as we arrive.
After a pretty good night on our futons ( We are getting used to sleeping on the floor:however it is not pretty seeing us get up and down) we woke to rain.
Outside our inn.
Before leaving this morning we congregated at the local coffee shop for a kickstart.
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