On the second day we headed to the Higashiyama region for the Shimogamo
Jinja and Chionji Temple. Both were lesser known by Kyoto standards, but
I was drawn to the prior which was nestled in a small forest and the
latter because of the monthly handcrafted flea market.
The temple in the little forest.
It was so lovely and uncrowded and peaceful.
The little pea instantly fell asleep and we had a stolen quiet moment to ourselves listening to the rustling of the leaves.
Staple of every Japan trip, while HC got high on highball.
We made it just in time for the flea market. So many stalls, so little time.
Little pea was really busy going "wooo" over things that caught her eye and smiling and waving to the ojisans and obasans who kept calling out to her. Poor HC was even busier trying not to let her grab everything in her way while I poked around.
Or so I would believe what they say, after losing count on our way to the top.
Things I remembered fondly about that day:
Ditching the stroller halfway up the mountain, and trusting that it will still be there for us on the way down (it's Japan afterall).
Kindly people calling out "頑張って(ganbatte)" and "大変だね" as they walked past HC with the little pea on the steps.
Little pea pointing out "Kitsune the Fox!" all through the climb and having her taste of ice-cream for the first time.
Chatting with a friendly French couple who played with the pea during our break. "Comment ça va?" was as far as my French went but it does help to break the ice and bring on a smile. Maybe I need to make some time for my French again...language is such as special thing.
We didn't have much time for coffee and people-watching this time round, but we did manage to make a few pit-stops and Inoda Coffee was one of them. Their fruit sandwiches were as good as reviews go (the little pea kept pointing for more). This was the Kiyomizu branch and the shop was just gorgeous.