This is the continuation of the tale of our weekend adventure in the Japan Alps. In case you missed it, you can find part one linked here. We began our trip into Kamikochi with the requisite bus ride from the overnight parking lot. The light rain from overnight had turned into a steady drizzle, but we were not to be dissuaded. After all, we’re from Seattle – what could the rainy season possibly have on us?
We finally felt courageous enough to rent a car and venture onto the roads. Okay, I guess it was just me that was reluctant, as Joe wasn’t the least bit concerned about the whole “wrong side of the road” thing. Truthfully, I wasn’t at all nervous about heading out into the country, either… it was the pedestrian dodging and right-turn arrows and one way streets of downtown Nagoya that had me in a cold sweat. Nevertheless, this weekend was our introduction to Japan from behind the wheel and I must say that it completely changed my perception of this country – yet again. I finally got to see the back roads and lesser traveled stretches that, in reality, occupy far more land area than the cities and congestion do. It was beautiful.
The food in Japan is very, very good. No two ways about it. When you have a culture that prides itself on attention to detail and has an appreciation for only the freshest ingredients, the only possible result is delicious food. On the other hand, the food in Japan can be very, very expensive. There are times when I don’t feel like cooking but also don’t feel like breaking the bank at a restaurant… so we take those opportunities to hit the local fast food joints. I’m only a little ashamed to admit that I’ve become somewhat of a connoisseur of Japanese fast food. Continue reading