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Nara Japan (VII): The natural

still in Spain, will about a year now, I remember that Mary told me that his Japanese teacher said that in Japan there was a spectacular vegetation, and it was a little known part of the country. Actually I just heard about Japanese nature (unless of Mount Fuji and cherry blossoms, of course), but I suddenly opened some need to know the nature (google searches know little) and I said to Mary, only two things I wanted to do fixed in Japan, see the nature and go to Kyoto and Nara. On the rest preferred to enjoy what they had to teach me.

first thing I could accomplish on 3 January. After spending a cold (giving the tail) and have lived in the New Year celebration as fair had planned to go to Lawrence to an onsen, that is, a natural spa. Lawrence is dedicated among other things to organize trips of this kind and of course we offered it quickly and gladly accept. Were almost 6 hours by car (we stray a bit) until we arrived at night and slept in a hotel in the village before waking up early to go to the place.

snowing. It was very cold. It was perfect.

Apparently most onsen are extra, but this was completely free, as it involved a tourist attraction that bring benefits to the people indirectly. And well they took advantage. In addition, it was completely natural, next to the River.



were three "pools" different. In the left and the larger the water was warm, which is behind the house was hot and I cover my VERY hot. We had to get completely naked, of course, use swimsuit is prohibited or at least very highly frowned upon. In the case of the women were allowed to bring a kind of pairing, no doubt a good idea because Japanese men are very much coming out, in fact looked out a few to "gossip" while we were. Anyway, this relates to the discomfort of a lot about how you take it personally me a damn, so the only thing hard was moved from the locker room to the "Bathtub" in chopped ball (and then go from one to another). In addition, you could not run because the rocks were wet and the host could be historical.

Of course, once inside, what peace! Be put in hot water while you snowflakes fall on your face is a difficult feeling to describe. Also surrounded by two imposing mountains. Awesome.



We were about 3 hours alternating temperatures, even at the time Lawrence and I went in the river (which was next door) just after leaving the boiling water. Mary still be laughing at my momentary effeminacy to enter. Meanwhile

ate and drank in the water. There was an awkward moment in which an old man called us attention and told us we could not eat there. Although Mary and I stopped, Lawrence did not pay any attention. Then we explained that was not the first time I went and it was something I just told her to foreigners, since among Japanese never attracted attention, and in fact, did so because they love to speak English and feel cults . Really do not know how will this, but it is true that we were not the only ones who ate and drank. And of course we did with some cleaning.

After leaving the onsen Lawrence took us to a waterfall and so satisfy my desire to see trees and water. Indeed, Japan is beautiful.





And down the road, before reaching the waterfall, we found that we had arrived just in time to eat monkeys. As we are surrounded by about 35 monkeys that had little hesitation in approaching. There was even one that we used as a shield while fighting with another (he was hiding behind us). Terrified.





We ended up seeing the waterfall from above. To do this we had to navigate the mountain roads of Japan, which are ridiculously small. There was only one car and the Japanese (A Mercedes will be off to the side). What happens when two cars crossed? You might ask, as I did. For just one of them back until it finds a point where they fit two cars (there were several scattered over time). As for saving space no one wins.

This was perhaps the most enjoyable day for all I spent in Japan, and certainly one I'll never forget.

I hope to finish the rest of Japanese history this week. By the way, if anyone wants more photos or videos, which let me know.

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Japan Japan (VI): 2010

tests have choked me so it's costing me update this. Today is one with photos.

Christmas in Japan is partially different from Spain. The streets are filled with ridiculous lights with bells and derivatives, and especially not celebrating the end of the year in the same way. I wanted to celebrate the end of the year to the English, taking me some grapes and beginning the year choking, as God intended.

With the last remnants of a cold the day we went to Osaka 31, stayed with a friend of Maria and tried the okonomiyaki (and talk about the food, which deserves separate chapter). Mary took the opportunity to teach a little of their Osaka, the places that usually pass, which is often left, the superstores of Don Quixote (A chain of supermarkets that have everything, and yes, they call it that), the Chinese run (named after me, pictured below), and Dotombori in general. Osaka is a nice city despite the cold. While it is stressful at certain times (very Japanese in Japan) is generally easy and pleasant to get lost in its streets. In one of these random walks we discovered a small very narrow dark alley in which there were plenty of restaurants. We felt we have gone back centuries.

the dismissal gave us 12 (almost literally) and we find ourselves picking grapes the last train back to Habikino. On the road between the station and the house stopped by with Conbi-ní (explanation below it) and we bought two pieces of pie for at least start the year with some distinction. We got home at 12 minus 5. Turn on the TV and there is a Japanese singing with a very long white dress. In the absence of 30 seconds for the new year turned on a countdown clock at the bottom of the screen, but the Japanese, she still sings. The countdown comes to an end and the singer spreads her dress (which has some sleeves that reach the floor) and when it reaches zero projected onto the dress "Happy 2010" (in Japanese, of course). Nice way to start the year. Although one misses Ramon Garcia and his vampire face, or else the news of the puppet. Happy

2010. The year begins in Japan. No grapes. With pie. We are together. It is a good start this year. Day 1

flu gives his final lurch back and decided to stay at home.

But I and Mary want to live in the new year in Japan as Japanese. So day 2 we get to a temple on the outskirts of Osaka. The Japanese for the new year come all to the temple. It's his way of celebrating. When you get there the temple is absolutely packed. Enter and cross a bridge.



In the temple, there is everything. Of all ages and styles. There are some people with kimono like this really cute girl.


Is it not to eat?

A little later, one of the buildings of the temple is a kind of networks in which throw coins and pray.



Finally, there is a kind of pallets with hanging ropes attached to which there are thousands of papers. The selling in the temple. They each wrote their wishes for the new year, folded and tied to the rope, so that they are met.


In the rest of the temple (Temples in Japan are more than a building space) is a kind of fair. There are food stalls, games, stuffed animals. Everything. Of course, there was a kebab. Japan is not immune to the kebab. Proof:


course they do not start the year with alcohol intoxication. We begin leaving the fair. Having them should envy.

Because images often can not say everything, I tried to record a video for which saw Japan as it sounds. The result is not the best in the world, but here it is:

edition number one: Edito ably because my mother has reminded me that I have not explained things I promised to explain. Here goes.

Chinese running. I really only provides a variation of The guy who runs, which is what the English call there. It is the greatest symbol of Osaka (fine shit, you will think, for it, but it is a symbol, and hey, enough nice things is the city). The story of why it is so important not to know me, really.

Combi-ni. This I found fascinating, is a type of supermarkets that are open 24 hours a day 365 days a year. Do not ever, ever close and there are many, of many kinds. Interestingly, an employee of Lawson (one of the Combi-ní), which bought at year-end employee reminded me of a huge community of the fruit of Amelia, for its handling of the goods and give you anything. An interesting fact that you are on the other side of the world. The poor man spent half his life there.