Thursday, May 3, 2012

Golden Week - Part One


And so Golden Week starts and the family and I went off to a little bungalow in the mountains of Nara where we met two of Otousan’s eleven siblings, Chieko and Kenji, plus one of his nieces, Kana. And what great fun we had!
Otousan, Chieko, Kanna, and Kenji


On the way there, we noticed some of the giant landslides that had occurred earlier in the year—yikes! But we were at a safe spot, so there was no need to worry. The bungalow was pretty nice and for those of you who know me, reminded me greatly of The Coach House with a small kitchen on the bottom floor and a great big loft on the top where all of us slept.
Yikes

As you all know, I am very enamored of mountains and the mountains here were beautiful with little tufts of clouds residing on the peaks, just like fluffy, torn up cotton balls or something.

It took quite a bit of driving to get to our destination, so once we got there it was well past noon, so we settled into a lazy day. There was a river running right past and it was the most beautiful blue-green I have ever seen.  It also had some awesome boulders lying around, which I promptly used for photo taking.



Our bungalow

The handy window linking the kitchen to the cooking fire--plus Okaasan!
Then we went to a nearby onsen and soaked our troubles away. It was gorgeous—there was an outdoor bath with a view of the mountain with a waterfall. I wish I could have taken a picture, it was so beautiful!

When we returned, we started up a fire in the fire pit table thing, and then started roasting up an early dinner. We then would brave the heat to grab our delicious morsel using chopsticks.
 



After that, I also taught the way of the s’more to the huddled masses. It was a smashing success—they were fans of both the regular “cookie graham” s’mores as well as the ginger biscuit s’mores using dark chocolate. Mmmmmm, mmmmm!

As it got darker, we took some fun pictures and then we pulled out the fireworks! Hina had insisted on them when we stopped for charcoal (and they sell it as logs in boxes—not as coals in bags, what a surprise!)

Hina had a blast. I did too.

Then Hina and I went to go stare at the neighboring cabins’ dogs.  It eventually led us over to another firework party where the generous adults gave Hina a whole pack of fireworks!

They were absolute strangers, but so generous. I’m not sure if this would happen in the US…maybe a small town, but the city? I don’t know, but the delight on Hina’s face made me smile.

We went kind of early to bed, after socializing (read: drinking) a bit and telling funny stories.

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