Kyosan Bimble
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 31 Oct 2017 23:27
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Kyosan
Bimble
  We got up this morning and took the
short walk to the bus stop, just down the road from our unique digs. We rode the
bus to the end of the High Street with the intention
of walking back, detouring to the temple complex, lunch, a daytime visit to the
cemetery all the while taking in the autumn colours and the lovely little town.
We crossed the road and admired the plastic examples of dishes we have got quite
used to, save the splendid spag bol complete with
fork in rampant (as in heraldry) position.
  A few shops and we felt we had
stepped back in time as we passed our first ‘Japanese’
looking gateway. A bridge over a stream and we
could see a fairly big coach park for the many day tourists who arrive in big
numbers. Kyosan at eight hundred metres above sea level is only six kilometres
from west to east and three kilometres from north to south.
   The entrance to
the temple area. A house up high and the prettiest toilet we have yet seen.
 A town map
showing the major pagodas, temples and monasteries.
  Temple and pagoda entrances everywhere.
 Along the
road.
  Even the roadside
stalls look neat and smart. A monastery
entrance.
   Nurtured plane
trees, stern looking lions in a monument shop
and yet another fine entrance.
  A pagoda
and a neat garden.
 Yet another monastery and then lots of flags..........
 ..........decorating a public convenience........ Why can’t all toilets be this attractive.
  A bit of feng
shui and we found a little
eatery.
  Lunch began well with sake. Bear thought the bowl that came with his set meal was
pudding but it was a gelatinous savoury affair with
soy sauce.
  A very picturesque
entrance.
  We carried on
past some lovely pagoda
gardens.
 We saw a
coach driver with a bundle of umbrellas, seemed so
odd.
  We spent a long time exploring the
cemetery. Amazing what we saw compared to our tour in the dark last night. We
left by the far entrance, past the Tourist
Information Centre.
 Such a Japanese-looking window, then back to our digs. Feet aching
nicely.
ALL IN ALL SUCH A PRETTY
LITTLE TOWN
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