Within a week of arriving, we had to get out of dodge. Nagoya is great, but having been flattened by World War II, it has zero aesthetic appeal. As my wonderful brother Josh has a place in Kyoto, we went to visit him and see the famous Aoi Matsuri (Hollyhock) Festival in Kyoto. Hollyhocks are literally woven throughout the festival parade. It is a festival that dates back to the 6th century. Although clearly not as exciting or beautiful as the roach motel, it was incredible to watch. We sat off of a gravel road in this lucious Kyoto park with light just dribbling through the leaves.
Click on the link below to see the photos... sorry if there are too many. The best are of the geishas towards the end.
http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=gbr2yrd.7k5zru29&x=0&y=97j7dz
1 comment:
The pics are fabulous! Next time I expect to see you with your hair pulled back, white face and tiny red lips! LOL
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