Because yesterday had been a late start and we’d missed Sumo tickets
we decided to get up early to head over to Kamakura, which is an hour south of
Tokyo. This meant we got the trains at rush-hour which wasn’t as bad as people
think (with the crowded trains and people being pushed on), but that was
probably because we were moving out of the city rather than into it.
We were heading to Kamakura because Josh had found they were showing Yabusame,
the Japanese archery on horseback. But this wasn’t starting until 1pm and we’d
arrived at about 9am. Luckily there’s a surprisingly large amount of things to
do in Kamakura, unfortunately this also meant more walking. So we walked over
to the Daibutsu (large Buddha) they have, buying some traditional salt difuku
(which was ok) on the way, and almost saw an 11 headed Kannon but decided for
time to skip it. The Daibutsu was pretty cool but not as impressive as the one
in Nara. You could pay an extra 20yen to go inside and it was like being in a
warm iron bull because it was so hot outside.
Despite the hot weather we decided to go on an adventure over the
mountain (hill by American standards) to get to the money washing shrine on the
other side. It was a surprising tough climb which was mostly due to the hot
weather. Also the mountain was covered in spiders which Wes made friends with.
And we ran into a few suzumebachi (Japanese hornet) which scared the crap out
of Stacey.
The temple on the other side was an interesting one, the idea was
that you buy a basket to wash your yen in which blesses the money and doubles
it in the future. As Wes and Josh were saying, it makes money, just for the
people at the shrine rather than the money washers. We didn’t wash any money
but I did take pictures and buy two omamori (charms) one for general and the
other for money.
It was almost 1pm at that point so we headed out of the hills and
back into town, which had increased in tourists, to the main shrine where the
Yabusame was being held. We found one really, really good spot but this old
Japanese man complained to the shrine people that the crowd we were part of was
blocking his view and we weren’t in a designated area. The shrine people were
forced to take us to another area where we could see but it was still a dick
move from the old man. Jokes on him though, not everyone came with us and a lot
of people just stepped over the barrier, hopefully squishing the little old
grump.
Our new spot was still pretty good. We were in the shade and could
see the third target. It took an hour after the event started to actually start
because there was an introduction in both Japanese and English. But there
weren’t any speakers where we were so we couldn’t hear anything. But once they
started it was really, really good.
The riders were dressed in full traditional dress, they had to ride
from one end of the dirt track to the other shooting at 3 targets along the
way. Some rode faster than others but the faster ones often missed some of the
targets. We could tell when they’d started because we could hear the
clickclickclickclickclick of DSLRs going crazy. But after the first set there
was a 10min break and about ¼ of the people left! Including a lot of the media
people, which was weird. The whole thing was only an hour long and finished at
3pm and both mine and Wes’ cameras died just after, which was lucky.
On the way back we stopped off to try the local specialty, sweet
potato croquettes which were bright purple on the inside but really, really hot
and probably not the best idea on such a hot day.
We decided to head back into Tokyo for dinner and went to Akihabara
again because Josh wanted to have more of a wander. We ended up having curry at
a family restaurant and killed time (or “crushed time” in Japanese) looking
around the shops.
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