The sun rays started coming through my window in the morning early at around 7am. I look outside of the window and started admiring the beautiful sky above Tokyo. It seemed like that the sunny days in Tokyo were never ending. I always loved the sun, I always loved the heat coming from the sun rays and Tokyo when is covered by the sun light looks wonderful. I didn’t want to go back to bed, even though it was still early, I didn’t want to spoil the day, so I decided to get ready. I shaved my face and had a beautiful shower.
- What can I do today? – I asked to myself.
I was thinking that when I walked to Shinjuku on my first day I saw a park on my left. The park seemed big and I looked at the map and saw that another park was marked not too far away with an entrance near Yoyogi station.
- Yes! Let’s make this a park day! – At least in the morning
I also thought what Mari told me few days earlier. She said that I had to look for a restaurant for tonight before leaving Tokyo. She was working today so I couldn’t meet her during day light hours. I had to think about something. I was thinking to start enjoying my day first and I will probably find somewhere nice along the way.
After I finished to get ready and think about what I was going to do for the rest of the day, I left the room, went downstairs to have breakfast, asked the lady of the ryokan if she could keep my suitcases until later and then left the ryokan.
Different Countries Park
The first thing I did after leaving the ryokan was stop at the local Starbucks and grab a coffee. I can’t stay the all day without a coffee.
The sunrays were leading my way. It took me about 20-25 minutes to get there (excluding the coffee break). As soon as I entered the park I realised that the park was going to be big. Soon after I saw some signs pointing at different directions: English park on the left, straigth to the French park and right to the Japanese park. ‘Wow! This park is multicultural’ I said to myself.
Even though I couldn’t resist to the temptation to visit the Japanese park, I decided to visit the park clockwise. I don’t know why but I love the wait and the first part that I visited was the English one first, the French after and finally the Japanese.
Both, the English and the French parks were very beautiful, but I visited them quickly because I was not really too much interested in them. The area where the first 2 park were, was fairly big. Then, after I finished to visit the first 2 parks, I entered the Japanese park. The only thing I did was to follow the path and admire its contents.
Walking along the trail in the park I could notice straight away that everything was placed consciously and in harmony with the nature. Harmony, in fact, is one of the elements that shape the every day life of the Japanese people, I will go more into detail about ‘harmony’ in Japan in another post.
Many trees had a haircut
One of the things that impressed me most were the trees. In fact, many of them looked like grown up bonsai, this is because they were perfectly trimmed, like they have been to the hair dresser or to the barber shop, giving them a shape that differs from the normal trees. The people that look after the trees in the park seem to use the same technology they use to shape the bonsai trees.
I ‘killed’ the time
The park never finished to surprise me, it was so beautiful and it gave the impression that the time stopped for many centuries and the beauty of every single element would stay there forever for the millennia ahead of us.
The only thing that made me realise that I was living in the 3rd millennium were the buildings in Shinjuku that I could see from far away behind the wonderfully positioned trees.
Trees, rivers, lakes, stones, traditional buildings. Everything was put together precisely. Nothing was out of order. It was done with the precision of a Swiss watch up to the minimum detail. It was just amazing. I had never seen before a park as perfect and beautiful as that. Totally different from western parks. I was lucky to be able to admire the beauty of the scenery. I just didn’t want to leave Japan anymore.
Ocha Douzo (Tea Please)
Walking along the way I saw a sign directing to a traditional Japanese tea room. I was curious how they looked like. I was in Japan and I wanted to feel the Japanese culture inside me. I wanted to experience as many things as I could in order to satisfy my hunger of Japanese culture.
I didn’t know if they were doing the tea ceremony there or it was in another room, more private. The building was open with few sits on the inside and customers sipping tea.
It took me a while to reach the tea room. I was excited. I wondered if I could experience there the traditional Japanese tea ceremony. I didn’t know if they were doing the tea ceremony there or it was in another room, more private. When I arrived at the building I saw a man serving, the building was open with few seats on the inside and a few customers sipping tea.
As soon as I approached the man that was serving, he told me that on that day they didn’t do any tea ceremony. In that occasion I was not lucky. However, I was not upset about that. I thought that I had to stay for 11 months in Japan and I will have another occasion to experience the beauty of the Japanese Tea Ceremony Culture. After taking a few pictures, I left the tea room and carried on with my park experience until the exit.
My next adventure was waiting for me.