Hardly keen to repeat the epic journey that was Hiroshima > Tokyo, our next journey was set to be much shorter. Thirty minutes down the road we most recently hopped to Yokohama, home of a very evasive guitarist belonging to a band who mean an immense amount to me (not that that was the sole reason for visiting, not at all). Once again faced with the dilemma of extensive time left between arrival and hotel-check-in we did the one thing we do best, and hit up a fun looking café!
Which WAS fun until my travelling buddy turned around to discover this in the bathroom:
Personally I think he's quite grand, and it's a pity we never named him. I summoned the courage to stroke him and I'm pretty damn sure he's not real, thank every god in existence. Fetching tie, that.
In case the name didn't give it away this was indeed a rather nice and laid back rock café, complete with nifty candelabras, multiple little crucifix statues, and some brilliant chilled out New Weird American tunes courtesy of Devendra Banhart et al (hit up YouTube for the song "Chinese Children" and you'll get a feel for the place in an instant!)
After checking in we spent the evening exploring Yokohama's China Town (yes, we came to Japan to explore China Town, shh).
Unfortunately the pictures don't show how the lights actually glitter and sparkle on the buildings. Not far from here we managed to narrowly avoid eating shark fin, which - needless to say - shook the rubbish out of me o.o
Sleeping off the trauma that was almost Shark Fin Dumpling we woke up for another day trip, this time out to a place another half-hour from Yokohama, Kamakura.
Now THIS was a place. So much so that I'm going to split it into two posts, because really, I don't want to have to cut down posted photos so much.
Having grown up next to the sea it has to be said that in only this week I've been missing the presence of the ocean, and Kamakura has quite a wonderful beach to wander (although if you ask me, any beach is a wonderful beach).
I see your seagulls and raise you:
No, really.
It was a really relaxing afternoon stroll.
And then we happened upon the Hase-Dera and Daibutsu ...
Which WAS fun until my travelling buddy turned around to discover this in the bathroom:
Personally I think he's quite grand, and it's a pity we never named him. I summoned the courage to stroke him and I'm pretty damn sure he's not real, thank every god in existence. Fetching tie, that.
In case the name didn't give it away this was indeed a rather nice and laid back rock café, complete with nifty candelabras, multiple little crucifix statues, and some brilliant chilled out New Weird American tunes courtesy of Devendra Banhart et al (hit up YouTube for the song "Chinese Children" and you'll get a feel for the place in an instant!)
After checking in we spent the evening exploring Yokohama's China Town (yes, we came to Japan to explore China Town, shh).
Unfortunately the pictures don't show how the lights actually glitter and sparkle on the buildings. Not far from here we managed to narrowly avoid eating shark fin, which - needless to say - shook the rubbish out of me o.o
Sleeping off the trauma that was almost Shark Fin Dumpling we woke up for another day trip, this time out to a place another half-hour from Yokohama, Kamakura.
Now THIS was a place. So much so that I'm going to split it into two posts, because really, I don't want to have to cut down posted photos so much.
Having grown up next to the sea it has to be said that in only this week I've been missing the presence of the ocean, and Kamakura has quite a wonderful beach to wander (although if you ask me, any beach is a wonderful beach).
I see your seagulls and raise you:
No, really.
It was a really relaxing afternoon stroll.
And then we happened upon the Hase-Dera and Daibutsu ...
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