So, we got off of our first, nice, big, empty train to make a transfer. We found the correct platform with ease. The train pulled up and we boarded. I got our mammoth stroller as far as I could onto the crowded train, which was only a couple of steps. That didn't matter. The people kept coming, pushing their way past us and onto the train. It freaked me out! I held my breath for a few stops and we got off and made our way over a few streets to view the Pacific Ocean at Shichiragahama Beach - beautiful black sand.
We ate at what turned out to be a relatively high dollar restaurant, but yummy. You have to depend on trial and error alot, I've found, when traveling in a foreign country. Then walked back to the train station to backtrack to another stop we wanted to make. We made it through the crowded station and onto another crowded train. And did I mention it was hot? Real hot. Baking sun and high humidity hot. Dripping with sweat hot. We got off the train and walked in the direction of our destination. Another 15 minute stroll, in the heat, on a very narrow sidewalk, with a huge stroller, at a very busy tourist location. I was spent. We made it to the sight of the Great Buddha statue we were going to see, We entered the tree filled sanctuary, sweet relief from the sun. We cleansed our hands and mouth, as is custom when entering a temple. We turned the corner and there it was. The big, beautiful Buddha statue.
The Great Buddha (Daibutsu), a bronze statue of the Amida Buddha, was cast in 1252. It is 37 feet high and weighs 121 tons. Very beautiful and worth the trip. As, I mentioned to Trips, I can't believe we've viewed two 'Big Buddhas' in our lifetime (the other being on Lantau Island in Hong Kong - also magnificent - this Daibutsu was gratefully lacking the 300 + stairs to the top). Stella's favorite part was the ice cream. She chose vanilla ice cream. Trips chose the green tea ice cream - very popular here. Not too bad. Also popular is the purple ice cream - sweet potato.
We made the long journey back - walk, train, train, walk, bus. Again, the girls were troopers. Our first Japanese train experience - check.
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3 comments:
Well done jones family. I love these stories, I can just imagine missy standing there hoping someone will come up to her and spean English.. priceless.
Man, I thought TARC was hard!
love to read all your new experiences! kai has been asking where japan is.
miss you all.
justina & family
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