Another long day ahead, I set the alarm for 5am, to take one of the first ferries to Miyajima and enjoy the day properly without having to run. With time for a small hike and maybe bike. And that kind of happened… I indeed woke up at 5 am, I double checked the flyer with the touristic info for Miyajima and I saw a small detail…, the first ferry is at 8:30. Damn, can I go back to sleep? I did try indeed…
Re-awaking one hour and a half later, I had my morning shower and went for breakfast, surprise surprise, my first Japanese style breakfast! Some rice balls with fish (tuna and salmon). It was strange at first, but it is actually really good and it fills the stomach in a light way 😉 but I am European, so, I went back to the self-service area and I got something more western, croissant, cereals and milk 😀
Something that it is starting to annoy me a bit, is that even the hotel receptionists don’t talk English. This might be a selfish or maybe too western perspective, but I honestly don’t mind to have those awkward moments when I order food and I have no idea what I am eating, or when I am trying to guess what people are trying to say when I ask for help. But hotels’ receptionists? I was expecting more from them…
So, continuing with the misadventures, I took the tram to the train station, and the train to the ferry and… Oh wait… Does the flyer really says that the first ferry is at 8:30? Yes it does. What does the timetable say? 5am as I initially thought…
While waiting for the ferry, I did a fast Skype call to my brother, it is quite strange to talk with someone who is preparing to sleep when you just woke up. And when it is day where you are and dark night where he is 🙂 Oh sun, why don’t you shine for everyone? :p
Arriving in Miyajima, very small town which is cool considering the over populated country where I am now! I did a fast tour through the town, and I checked a few nice spots for some night photo shootings, and then I decided to go for a small hike to the “rope way”, the lift to the top of Mount Misen. Funny thing about it, is that the moment I arrived in Miyajima one of the first things I read was how deadly some snakes, natives from that island, are. So, I found myself afraid of everything that moved even falling tree leaves. I think I deserve now the title of über-pussy…. The good part is the amount of deers I saw while walking, so many photos and cool moments I had 🙂
When I arrived at the lift station, I saw a very nice sign saying that the lift was not working today due the bad weather, strong winds and lightning…. Oh nice, now what? I wanna see the top of the mountain! I thought about giving up, I was starving, and so I saw a map with an alternative route from the town center, so, I decided to go back to eat, and come up again. But nice things happen, to the kolofardos 😀 A few meters below I found a nice restaurant in the middle of the mountain 😀 I had my lunch, while sitting on some Japanese style tables which aren’t big enough for my European legs 😡 and with the company of a French family and a deer 😀
Since I had lunch, why not keep going up? So that’s what I did! I kept walking up, and it kind of reminded me of Peru, stairs and more stairs! At some point I met a very nice 63 years old man from San Diego, CA, really talkative and also a lonely traveler. I wish I had that confidence to talk and approach strangers that way, without sounding creepy. He kept talking with the people that we crossed with, and we had a really nice chat about traveling and enjoying life when we can and not saving for later. People often regret not enjoying life before the shit happens, so, why being afraid of what might happen, and why not enjoying while we can?
At some point, we met two guys from Canada, both quite young, I’d say they are around 26 tops. According to one of them, he is a young entrepreneur, second time this year that he can afford vacations while he has his business running smoothly! Another thing I wish I had the guts to do, I just lack good ideas for a start :p
Finally the top, and it totally worth the walk through the mountain! Just a small detail, I had no water and I had 4km going down, hopefully with another restaurant on the way (since I was going to take the alternative path). Guess what? No, there is any! I’m not sure if it was the thirsty, or if this alternative path really has more stairs and a bit longer, most of the time was downhill, but every now and then I had to go up a bit again. Just at the beginning of the descent, I took the wrong path and I found a really cool small temple with a great view! All for myself, no one there! But well, I had to go to the main route again and keep going down. While going down, I realized that closing the lift due windy day was wise, it was really windy and a bit scary to be alone in the middle of the mountain with trees dancing around, and several trees already lying down… But I did it, and I got back to the town!
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