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The Last Week

September 20th, 2008

My last week in Japan found me winding down. After 5 months of traveling I’m exhausted. We took an all-day bus from Kyoto to Tokyo, considerably cheaper than the bullet train and thus much slower. The hostel we’d booked wasn’t hard to find and for the price I think it was a reasonable deal. Khaosan [...]

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2008-09-17 Going slow in Kyoto

September 17th, 2008

This is the second time I’ve been to Kyoto this year and I’ve covered a mix of familiar and new things.
Nijo castle, apparently the site of my first steps some 27 years ago, is still looking fine surrounded by its carp-filled moat. The floor still squeaks there, but since my last visit I’ve found [...]

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2008-09-15 Kyoto Photo

September 15th, 2008

[Editor: I overlooked some photos for 14th and 15th September. Here they are]

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2008-09-12 Shirahama

September 12th, 2008

The white sands of Shirahama have been the subject of poems and guidebooks for hundreds and hundreds of years. “As white as snow” one particularly famous one proclaims. Unfortunately the tide changed, literally, and it got washed away. What greets the visitors now was imported from Australia. They did a good job of it though [...]

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2008-09-10 In a spooky graveyard

September 10th, 2008

My previous visit to Koya-san was just a day trip. Lorraine and I took in the Kobo Dashi mausoleum and the graveyard and left. This time, thanks to a generous gift from her mum, Tania and I stayed the night in one of the 52 temple lodgings that crowd the town. We saw the lantern [...]

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2008-09-09 It’s all about who you know

September 9th, 2008

We’re back in Japan and immediately being made to feel like honoured guests. In Nagoya we revisited Iizuka-san, with whom I stayed back in May, and her daughter’s family came to say hello. The seven of us piled into the late-model people mover, decked out with dashboard navigation system and TV. Kiyomi said drivers are [...]

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2008-09-03 San Francisco

September 3rd, 2008

Our journey up the Pacific coast was quicker than expected. The first night ended at the roadside after finding five campsites were full and expecting the holiday weekend would mean the same story elsewhere. Technically the first and last places we tried weren’t full. There was one spot left at the lake, but after we [...]

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2008-08-28 Back to the start

August 28th, 2008

On our way into San Diego I took a little diversion to show Tania a place that is going to stick in my mind for a very long time. The PCT’s starting monument on the border of Mexico and the USA is up a dirt road near the town of Campo. Last time I saw [...]

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2008-08-26 Like a Phoenix

August 26th, 2008

Many years ago on a very different journey of discovery I met two girls from New Jersey at Pamplona’s Running of the Bulls. We spent nearly 24 hours awake and talking (and running). It was the first time I’d made friends en-route and I can only wish they’d all worked out so well. I met [...]

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2008-08-25 Viva Las Vegas

August 25th, 2008

Despite Rigatoni’s pleas we decided to go to Las Vegas. I can see his point, it’s not a pretty part of humanity, but it is fascinating and worth a look. We drove straight to The Stratosphere hotel which was pretty easy, given its dominance over the skyline.
As is traditional in sin city Las Vegas, access [...]

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