Macky and Yoko are a very friendly Japanese couple who lived with us in Tsuji House. They arrived just before we were on our way to Kyoto for the first time. Macky had a good old laugh about the fact that this is our honeymoon. He said to us constantly that we should go and do some nice things. So after a week of getting to know each other and listening to Macky playing his didgeridoo they asked us to come and join them for a day trip to Kyoto. We were happy to do so, because going to a place like this with Japanese people, who actually know where they're going, would be a great adventure.
We started off with a small temple and headed on to one we went to on our previous trip. Because we were just going to see it quickly last time, we missed out the interior and the magnificent views towards the city. One of the temples was Mackys favourite and i don't blame him. It was called the Ginkakuji Temple and is a part of the World Cultural Heritage Site. It was so peaceful and beautiful inside. The gardens were kept immaculate and we so lots of gardeners not raking the grass bust sweeping it. We walked around there for and hour and after Nic had given some money to the music God, we decided to go and eat something.
We started off with a small temple and headed on to one we went to on our previous trip. Because we were just going to see it quickly last time, we missed out the interior and the magnificent views towards the city. One of the temples was Mackys favourite and i don't blame him. It was called the Ginkakuji Temple and is a part of the World Cultural Heritage Site. It was so peaceful and beautiful inside. The gardens were kept immaculate and we so lots of gardeners not raking the grass bust sweeping it. We walked around there for and hour and after Nic had given some money to the music God, we decided to go and eat something.
The day finished with the Rokuon-Ji Temple (The Golden Pavilion) and that was amazing. It was made out of actual gold and shone beautifully on the sunlight. Because my camera was running out of juice by this point, I only have got one photo of it. But it's a good one.
Our last stop was the oldest bridge in Kyoto. We walked across it and sat on the side to have a quick Fanta Grape (Nic has got a very bad addiction) and then we were on our way again in Mackys car. Tsuji House looked very quiet and we thought that everyone has gone somewhere, but we were wrong. Dinner means a full mouth!
