12/04/10 Mon: Nara.
E ' the last day that I have available the JR Pass and against any and all alone I'm going to Nara. The hours on the train are many, but not knowing when I come back to this earth (but now more than ever convinced to come back), I wake up at four thirty in the morning to take the first subway and the first Shinkansen. Everything perfect, arriving in Kyoto, where I change and do the mistake of taking a kind of regional stops, not only at all stations, but I also think every house near the station. The result is that between the tram train Shinkansen much less comfortable, and the endless journey, I wear out this journey more than the rest. Let's not even the rain stopped for a moment throughout the day, which did not just jumping for joy. Anyway I arrived at the station in Nara slingshot information center for a map and advice on how to move to Nara to see all in one day. The lady of the information center know English, and also pretty good, I introduced the map, I recommend on the rain to catch a bus to the main park, then move on foot from there with an umbrella, then all a path through an old neighborhood to return to the station. I follow the path to the letter, I get on the bus, which fortunately has a screen with all the stops marked (so I'm not mistaken), arrival at the park is full of signs for various times. Despite the continuous rain, the park is beautifully green, and deer, the famous red deer of Nara, and there really are walking quietly among the tourists around the park. There are stands where you can buy biscuits from him, but then you must also prepare for an assault, in fact I have seen deer bite coats, umbrellas, bags, even while I watched I realized that nicely mappina a deer I was eating a corner. However, in Nara see the castle containing the largest Buddha in Japan, it really is huge, then the temple with the largest number of red lanterns, and followed that with the most statuettes juzizu (a little 'megalomaniac in Nara). Everything is inside the park, connected by various paths of stones. Once outside I headed to an old quarter passing with a pagoda, a pond connected by an endless staircase. Interesting man-made lake, located between an intersection of streets, without any kind of fence, we can practically end up inside as you walk! Past the pond and a traditional Japanese bridge which went under a very small channel with a lot of boat with other statues in stone, I arrive at the Old Quarter, very opposite of the districts of Tokyo, because instead of pointing to the vertical, we aim to 'horizontal, in fact all the houses of wood and paper, perfect rectangular, filled with horizontal and vertical lines. There is wood, there's no where to leave your shoes before entering, which is welcoming, but then you do not know how to move the panels to enter, then at the same houses seem impenetrable. In this neighborhood should be the last time I planned, and I just can not find it, all this with a cascade of windy rain that never stopped for a moment (which is not very convenient if you need to keep open a map and try to Guidelines). In the end I decided to ask someone, and I put on what should be a convenience store. As soon as I open the door to a very strong aroma invades my nostrils .. roasting of tea! Green Tea! He was a shop with green tea and dried well in the leaves. The old man makes me two favors in an I sells tea, (I preferred to go on the traditional, deep down they are still completely ignorant towards tea, needless chissèchetipo throw up, I took the classic Sencha), the real one, in dried leaves that when they touch the hot start releasing their taste (which I like), the second to give me the right directions to the temple that would otherwise never have found. Semi-desert to the temple I find a cashier very fond of his work, gives me the plan of the complex, and I repeat 4-5 times to stop definitely see some point in the roof shingles, which left the old ones are old, have resisted a bombing and earthquakes (which certainly does him honor.) I look at them but Poetry is my ultimate dream of times past when I played that game for the PlayStation Ninja, and you were not to go up on those roofs consist of those beautiful tiles. Aside from that meeting the usual figurines, and within a complex of a beautiful statue of wood, sometimes painted, depicting a demon. It 'just came to get back into the station, I expect an equally long journey home and also by dint of walking in the rain from mid-thigh on are completely soaked, including feet. In Nara I make smart and take a train that does a lot of interregional fewer stops and arrive earlier in Kyoto. I sit on the seats, and I realize that the controller to ensure that all the seats are pointing in the right direction of travel, it activates a mechanism that will spotlight. Changing on the fly instead to allow this work (which already has made some passengers going alone), and I think Jappe are really forward, and who knows what mechanism was not too complicated to put on our trains .. however, in Kyoto, or because I could not wait to shower with rain water, I want to feel a bit 'tired, feverish fradiciume, I get in a hurry on a Shinkansen, forgetting completely that the JR Pass, there are certain types of ultra high-speed trains on which you can not go up. Blessed are there to enjoy the landscape, warmth, and a BENTINI (that was my lunch eaten in a few hours delay) comes a woman and controller (which by the uniform was more like one of those women lift) which controls the tickets. A controller? Never seen controller, because you still have to enter the train or have used the ticket, or Suica, or the JR Pass, so it's a bit 'useless to make a check .. Jappe pull out all the tickets, and this seems strange, they usually have season tickets .. Then I look around and realize that the seats are more comfortable in the already ultra-comfortable seats of the Shinkansen normal, I look at where the message stops appearing and noticed a nice "Welcome to NOZUMI Shinkansen" .. Nozumi the course is a train that I could not totally be blamed on the JR Pass, I would have to pay a ticket that would cost more or less one third of my vacation there. Panico. Candidly I do see the JR Pass control to the woman, and she tells me in Italian a "moment" and marking a micro notebook in which I sit. While they are away I think of all the possible strategies, jump off the train at the first stop, shut the bathroom, and I incline to the latter or, as the information written on the back of JR Pass in English (including one that warned against the Nozumi), I decide simply to be an Italian who does not know word of English, which ignores the whole, and maybe I would have continued to repeat until shinkansen shinkansen would find a translator Italian that would explain the whole thing. Maybe the controller has read my mind my strategy, maybe it was already in distress at the thought of having to explain the whole thing, the fact that remaining hour of travel does not pass anyone, and when I finally arrived in Tokyo sling down very happy to have avoided a mega Multon. My conscience is completely justified by the fact that I was feverish, and I have not thought this matter, which otherwise would have gone well with the cabbage. However, I drag between meters and feet up to the Ryokan, I'll give the good Satoshi key to enter the room, I take off my wet clothes, I clean and prepare the sling in the shower, that the only time throughout the trip does not seem to burn as usual (showers only in Japan, you can adjust from 37 large and over). After I'm in front of our fan that shoots hot air (next to me pants and shoes to dry) with a hair dryer in hand, creating a gallery of hot wind and a bit I can 'to recover from all the rain made. Collapse on the futon and wait for the return of bold young to try to see something for dinner. Not be long now, tomorrow is the last day before departure seriously, and we do not want us to miss the food chain than usual dead dog.
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