Mt. Kurama
Today was a spectacularly breath-taking day! After classes,
we all hopped on the subway to the end of the line and boarded a 1-man-train
headed toward Kuramayama (Mount Kurama). They call it a 1-man-train because the
2-car locomotive is ran entirely from platform to platform by 1 man each day;
the same man will sell tickets at the ticket booth, collect them boarding the
train, operate the train, and ensure that all the passengers are off before
opening up the turn-stiles allowing us off the platform.
It was a very pretty 40 minute train ride down, with some
great scenery of trees, small villages, and of rivers and streams dotting the
large hills in the distance. (*Interjection. Trying to write this all while my
more-than-slightly-rebellious teenage home-stay-brother is literally pounding
on the table and listening to some Japanese heavy metal is no easy feat. Let me
tell you! >.<*) Upon departing from the train Dr. Miller educated us on
the history of the mountain that we were about to climb…which I no longer
remember =P. I do remember, however,
that it had something to do with a legend of the ‘Tengu’, half bird, half man
monsters that lived on the mountain and required obeisance of some type or
another from the people of the village below…and the pictures of the masks are
supposedly how the Tengu were rumored to look like.
We started the hour and a half ascent of the mountain and
saw some pretty awesome architecture (both natural and man-made) on the way up.
The jewel, however, wasn’t on the climb itself, but instead was on the top of
the mountain, in an Otera (remember that Otera are Buddhist temples). The
grounds of the temple were beautiful, but were not the main draw; it was the
ritual crypts beneath the temple that were the sight this time around!
Literally thousands of small urns were placed carefully on hundreds of wooden
and stone shelves that seemed to be carved out of the natural basement they
were kept in. Within the urns were locks of hair of deceased worshipers that
were ritually washed in sacred waters from a nearby natural spring, and
carefully buried within the crypt to symbolically await the time for their new
re-birth into life. Among the multitudes of urns were 3 statues of importance
within the Buddhist religion, Kannon-sama (the Bodhisattva of mercy and grace)
and 2 others that I didn’t recognize that were all open armed to thank the
dutiful service of those that were entombed within.
After we were satisfied looking around and taking pictures
in the beautifully lit crypt, we walked a little bit down the mountain to catch
a rail car back down to the base to make our way to the next destination; an
Onsen nestled among the hills near the small town we started out from. After a
short 10 minute jaunt to the Onsen (remember that Onsen are natural hot-springs
that are made into public baths), we divided the group by gender and entered
our appropriate Onsen. After showering off and cleaning ourselves, the 5 guys
sunk into the waters that were being piped in from the nearest mountain. The
temperature wasn’t all too hot for
American standards, but was considered to be substantially cooler than almost
all other Onsen by the Japanese standard (it was around 102 degrees).
While I’m not embarrassed by the human anatomy at all, it
was funny to find out that 2 of the group members we are with are extremely
uncomfortable with public nudity. Dr. Miller in effect told both of them to get
over it and to just learn how to deal with it if they chose not to be open to
that aspect of Japanese culture. He reminded us that the first stop on our
railway trip was to a town with 7 Onsen, and that we would be visiting each one
of them, which made the rest of us chuckle and formulate plans to make that day
centered around having fun at the other two’s expense =P.
The soak in the Onsen was extremely refreshing in a lot of
different ways. For obvious reasons I’m not able to provide any photographic
evidence of how beautiful the scene was from the outdoor pool, but it was
breath-taking (a verb pair that I seem to be using a lot =P)!
After the Onsen, we all headed back to our various homes and
called it a night =)
No embarrassing Japanese today =(…
So much group bathing! that Otera sounds so amazing Derek...
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