Pretty pretty blossoms
Pink!
An overjoyed mummy
The infamous shrine
A Dango stall - a rice flour dumpling popular during Sakura season
Next stop - Chidorigafuchi (千鳥ヶ淵)
Just across the road from Yasukuni Shrine, is the Chidorigafuchi Moat - a beautiful sakura viewing area located within the Imperial palace grounds. So pretty, the branches of cherry blossoms waving gently over the pond.Last stop - Kichijoji (吉祥寺)
Kichijoji is a suburb to the west of the Tokyo city centre, which houses another popular hanami spot - Inokashira Park. We got to Kichijoji station, followed the crowd, and arrived at a park crowded with people (mostly drunk), picnicing on any available surface. The Japanese like to have hanami parties - fun, food, flowers and BOOZE. We could actually smell the stench (haha) of alcohol in the air.
So mummy and I decided to have a little picnic of our own! We sat down on an available bench, looking out at the flowers and the lake, and ate pudding. Pudding is a popular thing in Japan - so milky, so soft and smooth and creamy and melt-in-your-mouth, with a thin layer of almost-bitter caramel at the end. It's delectable. I think we spent every day after that trying out the different types of puddings we found in stores. Heh.
Me again! :)
Yum yum.
*drool*
Then, we decided to go home to enjoy a long and languorous dip in the open-air bath. Cam-whored a little (but not going to show you! haha). We were so lucky to not bump into anyone the three days we were there. I don't think I would've been as relaxed if there were strangers naked next to me.
Nice and rosy after the bath.
After that, we popped over to the sushi restaurant opposite our hotel, since we hadn't had any sushi since arriving in Japan yet. And how can you not have SUSHI when you are in JAPAN? The restaurant is called Kiyo Sushi, it's this small shop managed by a husband and wife. Very cozy and quaint. The husband, the sushi chef, reminded me of the Hayashi rice chef in Ryusei no Kizuna. Warm and crinkly-eyed, he folded a little paper crane chopstick holder for me, which I sadly forgot to bring back. :( He asked us where we were from and I actually managed to hold a conversation with him in Japanese! Other patrons of the restaurant chimed in on the conversation... one guy was hilarious, he mentioned the so-called "HARIMAU", with his hands stretched out like claws to make himself understood. HAHA. Funny to know that people associate Malaysia with tigers. ^^ The other guy kept calling me "kawaii" (which means cute), which was incredibly flattering... but I think he was drunk. Haha. And really old. Haha.
Anyway, I digress. The sushi was amazing. So fresh - no hint of fishiness at all, so creamy and tasty and good. They don't give you wasabi - the wasabi is already in between the fish and the rice. We ordered an extra from the set - Ootoro - fatty tuna belly - the most exquisite, soft and rich piece of sushi I've ever had. It was expensive. Oh well. Haha. Sushi back here will never taste the same again - it will never be fresh enough, the atmosphere will never be authentic enough. I left the restaurant content, and had a wonderful night's sleep.
I miss you!
Our beautiful slab of Ootoro
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